Lastnight I went to "Carmen," the Metropolitan Opera broadcast, out at the Transit Regal Cinema. I went because my mom wanted to go.
Four and a half hours I sat on my butt! That is a record, even for me.
Even when it was intermission and everyone else got up and stretched I did not!
I sat there with my tub of popcorn. And it was a tub!
The opera was fun. Carmen, pictured above, was great. But I have to say this, these movie operas are for the birds because there are too many chatty Cathys. Everyone has something to say. Everyone is whispering to his or her neighbor. Even at the height of the drama. I mean, Don Jose is stabbing Carmen and still the dopes behind me are whispering.
What in the world is so important, you know?
Can't it wait?
Every once in a while like anyone else I get the impetus to whisper something. But I always ask myself if it can wait. So I do not go and whisper. Which, some people were not even whispering. They were just talking out loud.
It reminds me of going to the library yesterday. Yesterday I stopped in the downtown library. I have been wanting to look up Leonard Pennario's Buffalo addresses which, believe it or not, I could not remember writing down. Anyway, the Buffalo and Erie County Public Library is now just like every place else. They have completely lost control.
There I am in the music department looking over books on pianists and 10 feet away is this table full of guys, all of them talking and laughing as if they're in a coffee shop. With electronic devices and everything. And four-letter words. The "F" bomb, everything.
No one does a thing! What happened to those crabby old librarians?
Can't we go anywhere without being bugged by schufts and oiks?
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That is such a shame. It if was a perfect world...
If it was, I would not have that typo above!
The schufts you will always have with you...
That is true!!
Seems everytime I go to the North Park there are two ladys who talk all thur the movie, they talk loud enougth so I know they're not even talking about the movie. Wy don't they just go for coffee or a drink it would be cheaper for them?
Without a bathroom break! Wow, I would never make it!!
Remember ushers? They threw the miscreants out!
Stephen, you kill me! Bonnie, the trouble with these people is, they would not be considered a big enough problem to warrant the ushers' attention. They're just whispering constantly and now and then talking louder. I am thinking I am not cut out for opera in theaters.
I recommend finding a lorgnette at an estate sale and a pair of long white gloves. Star at them fixedly through the lorgnette and then rap them on the head in a queenly way.
Well now, if you are going to resort to such violence as Bonnie mentions, why not get some aerosol cans of either Aero Shave or Whipped Cream, and when they begin yakking, just turn around and let them have it! They will be too shocked to respond and will leave! But, I would carry a gun as well, just in case they did respond!
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