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I’m a fairly agreeable person. It takes a lot to really get
under my skin.
Wait a
minute, that’s not true at all. Just ask my poor beleaguered girlfriend. I basically
have to leave the room anytime she eats anything. Not because of anything she’s
doing either, I just can’t stand the sound of chewing. It’s worse than nails on
a chalkboard to me. If I don’t leave, then I usually just keep nagging her to
chew more quietly until she either finishes or leaves.
I’m
such a joy.
Aside
from chewing, loud or otherwise, another thing that drives me absolutely insane?
People who talk in movie theaters.
The things
I would do or have done to these people aren’t fit to be printed on the
internet.
The
other weekend, my girlfriend and I went to see “Insidious: Chapter II.” It was
a risky proposition because, despite my love of horror movies, more times than
not I’ll wait until they come out on DVD.
Part of
that is because my girlfriend hates horror movies. The other part is that people
just love to talk during horror movies. More so than any other genre.
And once our movie started, so did some
other members of the audience.
