It is now �8 to see a film at my local cinema. I can cope with that. It's �3 for a bag of malteasers. That's OK. The people who work in my local cinema are useless, and provide little to no service. I can even handle that. What i cannot stand is the sh!t magnets that go to see films at the cinema. You know the one's. They're the one's that talk throughout the movie then ask each other "What did he say?!" with monotonous regularity. They're the one's who put their feet up on the back of your seat, then threaten to stab you when you ask them to move them. They're the ones who throw popcorn. They're the one's that make it so unbearable to be in the same room with, that you leave in the middle of a great film. They're the ones that take 5 year olds to see gritty drama films then proceed to shout at them when they lose interest in the film and start to do laps of the theatre shouting. They're also the one's that end up picking up their teeth with a broken arm, because hey, i can only ask you nicely to stop your kids talking five times without snapping.......................
.......................phew!