"I was so offended on so many levels," Heather said the next day. "We were irritated with her , not her daughter. She shouldn't bring a child to that kind of movie anyway, and then to be holding her baby and curse like that? It was just so foul."
While waiting for Wallace & Gromit , I sit with my foot on the rail and my purse draped over the two seats to my left. I have given up counting how many people asked, "Are these seats saved?" No , I think, the entire theater is filling up and two of the best seats in the house have been sitting here just waiting for someone as bold as yourself to ask for them." But instead, I just nod and say, "Yeah."
Jason and Japhet show up as the commercials begin. Several people show up after that and stand, dumbfounded, at the front of the theater to search for seats. Idiots , I think. The theater darkens and the previews begin, drowning out the sound of rustling plastic wrappers. I turn to David, who has been waiting patiently, sitting bored as I went through my routine, a similar version of Heather's. David turns his head to find me smiling and wide-eyed, the face of a little girl who just found herself in a secret glen with a unicorn. "I'm so happy we're at the movies!" I say, allowing my excitement to bubble over as I grab David's hand and, still smiling, face the screen.
David sighs a "what am I going to do with you" sigh and whispers, "You're cute," and the movie begins.