My son. He loves playing the flute. He really does. He made fucking THIRD CHAIR in the All-County Band. Gosh, we were proud of him.
Last night was his concert. There we sat. Proud. Eager. Awaiting lovely sounds. We do not get to HEAR lovely sounds.
We get to hear this FUCKING RUDE OBNOXIOUS BITCH BEHIND US, WHO DECIDES TO FILE ALL OF HER FINGERNAILS WHILE THE BAND PLAYS. Now, it is true that I have more than a touch of ADD, and this kind of thing is physically impossible for me to block out. Nevertheless, the friend of ours sitting next to me, kept looking at me in shock.
She did every nail. They must have been very chipped, and for some unfathomable reason, it just all came together in her mind, and she HAD to tend her personaly hygeine RIGHT THERE AT THE CONCERT.
Then, the band leaves the stage. Okay, it took a few moments to get them off, and to get the choral risers up onto the stage. Everyone was talking quietly in the audience, I can expect no less. The chorus takes the stage. ( Don’t worry, they gave it back :rolleyes: )
This…this…this…CREATURE…decides that only after the chorus has begun to sing, she needs to have a loud conversation with her mother, sitting next to her. Her mother must have applied her lipstick during the kind of thrill ride normally found at Six Flags Great Adventure, because it was QUITE the horrorshow.
We kept turning, and shushing them. They kept glaring at us. Now, keep in mind , roughly 95% of the audience is people WITH KIDS IN THIS CONCERT !!!. I’m not sure if you can even BUY a ticket unless you have a child participating. ( You might be able to, which is why I didn’t say 100% ). So, this FUCKING BITCH has a child UP THERE, and still behaved this way.
Then, there was her son. Vinnie Vocalizer. Vinnie chose this evening to have some of the most agressive arguments a 10 year old boy could have with a parent. He felt the need to “share” with all of us.
The kids sounded so beautiful, and while I did indeed try to enjoy what I was seeing and hearing, this woman really did ruin a lot of it.
You rude speck of canine feces. You ill-bred, no manners, socially inept, coarse, tasteless, insulting, SELFISH example of humanity. May you awaken tomorrow to find that your fingernails are all ingrown deeply, and that the wounds will never heal, and that your evil spawn son will pour Kosher salt into the wounds for all eternity.
That’s about it. :mad: