Michael hates to go to the movies. He always gets the kid behind him who kicks the back of his seat the entire time. So, the only thing that can drag him back into a theatre is a new Clint Eastwood movie.
To avoid crowds for me, we went to the first showing on a weekday morning. No one else was there! In stadium seating, we sat about five rows up the stairs and close to the center.
Another couple arrived and sat right behind us. No problem until they both started coughing. Michael turned around and asked, “Would you say that your cough is allergies or a cold?” They looked shocked. I piped in, “I’m sorry. I have no immune system.” The man said, “Oh. Ah. More a cold, I guess.”
We immediately stood up and moved down two rows and closer to the aisle.
Other people came in. No problem.
As the lights went down, three huge guys sat right behind us, began laughing and talking, smacked their lips while eating and the final blow was the large belch after drinking a cola.
We looked at each other and moved two more rows down and more towards the center.
We enjoyed the movie.
It will be a long time before I will be able to get him back into a theatre.
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