Last night, The Boyfriend and I went to see the new Harry Potter movie. I've read all the books but The Boyfriend has only seen the movies so he didn't know how the story was going to go. I'm sort of bummed for him that his enjoyment of the film might have been disturbed by all the idiots in the theater.
I wish I could say it was just the junior high girls, with their giggling at a shirtless Harry, or crying over Dobby (really, over a house elf? come on), or pointing at the screen. But no, the adult couple sitting next to him were texting away on their iphones. At least dim the screen, people.
At one point during the film, The Boyfriend did lean over and ask the junior high girls next to me to be quiet. He said it much nicer than I would have, which is probably why I just kept my mouth shut. By the time the movie was over I was seething. After the movie, the girls ended up behind me in line for the bathroom but since I'm an adult I decided to be the bigger person and not give them swirlies.