Wednesday, November 08, 2006

There are moments you'll remember...

So I have to make a comment about the woman sitting next to me. Moussy little weird lady was TALKING during the concert. She was talking quite loudly to her equally moussy friend. Just chit chatting away. I mean a stray comment here and there, fine, but not a conversation and NOT while Barbra is singing. So I had my one allotted hissy fit of the evening. Barbra was singing, “Come Rain Or Come Shine” and I think, I don't know maybe Moussy Little wierd lady (hereon known as MLWL) was talking about Il Divo as they had just (thankfully) left the stage. I turned to MLWL and tossed her a passionate, “ShhhhhhhhHHHHHHHHHHhhhh!!!” (moisture was involved) and she looked at me shocked. I said, “I didn't pay five hundred dollars to hear you talk!” (Incidently my tickets were less than that but it sounded better). I scolded her and she couldn't believe it. Believe it bitch. You are sitting next to one of Barbra's hugest fans and you are being so rude and inconsiderate. We are not at your house. Yes, you see Barbra on a screen just like when you are at home but look a bit further down and she is ACTUALLY in front of you singing.
THEN when Barbra was giving a little speech about how we all need to loosen up and get along, etc. this MLWL turns and stares at me as if to say, “Yeah, YOU should lighten up.”
Um... yes in general, we could all stand to lighten up. But tonight just shut the fuck up ok?