BeCuz, Tree, Awkward and I headed to a Sundance film, arrived early enough to get decent seats, and then a very large and tall man sat directly in front of BeCuz. “This happens to me all of the time,” she told us and, with plenty of seats available, we scooted down so he would no longer be in front of her.
The movie started and, every now and again, we made comments to each other. About 20 minutes into the movie Tree leaned in to say something to me and the woman in front of Awkward turned around and snapped at us, “Are you going to talk throughout the whole movie?” “Sorry,” Tree said. “Bitch,” BeCuz added. “You know what, you’re old. Don’t act like you’re 21,” she then snapped. “I told you I was sorry,” Tree said. “She called me a bitch,” she said pointing to me. “I didn’t say anything to you, but there are plenty of seats in the theater so if you’ve got a problem with us you should move,” I replied.
During this entire exchange her boyfriend continued looking forward, saying nothing, acting as though none of this was taking place.
They never moved and left the theater before the credits had fully rolled and, more importantly, before BeCuz could take action. “I was ready to fight. Good or bad, I’m married to an Irish man and if I’ve learned anything from him it is how to fight,” BeCuz told us.
Luckily we never saw her again – between what she said to us about what we were saying and what BeCuz said, there was bound to be a fight.