As the theater began to fill up, 4 people walked into our row, with the 4th person sitting right.next.to.me.
I turned and gave Joey the look, and he just smiled.
Why were these people not able to leave the mandatory 1 seat space between people you don't know at the theater? Were they unaware of movie etiquette? There were at least 5 seats to my right - more than enough to leave the mandatory 1 seat buffer.
Joey kept telling me that we could move down 1 seat, but I didn't want to be rude. I kept saying I would move when the lights went down, but the theater was slowing filling up.
So I made my move to the other side of Joey. Ahhh... personal space.
Then another couple came and sat right.next.to.me. It was hard for Joey to control his laughter.
I resigned myself to the lack of personal space and settled in to watching a good movie. Then it happened. The stink of bad breath wafting right into my nostrils.
I asked Joey if he smelled it, and he didn't, which led him to believe it was him. Which it wasn't.
It took every bit of restraint I had to keep from politely offering a piece of gum to the guy sitting next to me - and the people behind me. Surely these people had friends to tell them to stuff it with gum! Why were these friends intent on making my movie experience hideous?
I guess, as Joey said, now I have something to blog about.
So there you have it. Movie Etiquette 101. Don't say you didn't know.