…so there I was, with The Fiance on a well-deserved Date Night at the movie theatre to see THE ONLY SHOWING of a low-budget zombie movie that was filmed by local guys around our fair city. I had been looking forward to this all week. We got there early to score a good seat in a middle row near the back. The theatre filled up fast (sold out, actually) and everything was great until this ASSHOLE WITH 18" MOHAWK SPIKES sat down DIRECTLY IN FRONT OF US. The girl behind me goes, “Who the hell puts up a mohawk to go to the movie theatre?!” and the guy just laughed. Douche.
I literally got poked in the head when I reached to get my drink off the floor. It wasn’t so bad when he was facing straight forward, but he spent most of the movie making out with his girlfriend so I ended up watching pretty much the whole movie through this asshole’s mohawk spikes. Put your hands together, splay your fingers, then look at everything through that. That’s what it was like.
Thank goodness the movie was good fun (for being a super-low-budget zombie movie) but I would have enjoyed it way more if this inconsiderate douchebag had left his hair down for one night or thought to get there early enough to get a seat in the back row.
(Thank you for letting me vent.)
Has something like this ever happened to you guys?