Tonight we went to see ‘we were soldiers’ at the ridge movie theater in New Berlin, Wisconsin. 9:40p.m. show. 8 bucks a pop to get in equals 32 for us (my oldest is home from college this week and came with) throw in snacks that’s a total over $60.
Hey, I can afford it, but 60 is still 60, and a night out with the tribe is supposed to be enjoyable.
But 2 minutes into the show this old fat fuck sitting several rows back started the loudest, most obnoxiuos, emphasema/lung cancer caughing, hacking, and weezing I have ever heard.
It was obvious that this guy had some kind of disease and not just a cold. And he kept doing this ‘trying to caugh up a loogie’ noise every 40 seconds.
This wasn’t just regular caughing, he didn’t just caugh for a while and then stop for a while, he caughed , hacked, gagged, and snorted continously during the entire movie. like I said, this wasn’t regular coughing, it sounded like he was having an attack of lung disease. After 20 minutes into this rude fucking shit, my wife went and got an usher. she was met by over 10 other patrons looking for an usher. The ushers approached this turd and told him if he couldn’t quiet down he would have to leave. so he politely appoligized for the interuptions and left, right? wrong! The fucker gasps “I can’t stop. leave me alone.”
then, after 10 more minutes of this horse shit, you the manager came in and told the guy she would give him free passes to another showing of the movie if he left. he refused and continued hacking away for the rest of the movie. at this point I’m pissed at the manager for not using her authority and outright throwing this cocksucker out!
Between this fucks coughing attacks, the other patrons yelling at him, and the manager/ushers coming in every 15 minutes to talk to him, I can’t really tell you if the movie was as great as everyone says it is. Eventually my 2 boys got into a laughing fit over Mr. Lung cancer, and damn near laughed till they cried every time he he started making his ‘snnnnnnoooooooort’ sound like he was trying to hack up kermit de Frog! Call the local cops if he won’t leave. I swear to God, it was so loud, so outright rude that I though maybe it was Tom Green doing some stunt. unfortunately, it wasn’t.
After the movie over 40 people, including us, went to the manager and demanded money back. That manager should have tossed him out! The manager not only refunded money, but also gave out free passes for any movie in the next 6 months. She could have saved herself the expense had she tossed the fucker out like is her right to do!
Anyway, while my wife got our money back, I followed the fuck and his ugly, ugly, ugly hag of a wife out. While they were walking to their car, they both sparked up cigarettes and sucked on them like it was their lifes breath.
I got the fuckers license plate number. By monday I’ll know who this rude piece of shit is. what should I do? Call him up from a pay phone every other night at 3a.m. and just cough and hack into the phone?
Fucking piece of rude shit!