Sunday 8/3/09

I am officially too old to be watching nonsensical chick flicks. Such was the case yesterday with "confessions of a shopaholic" at vue cinemas in liffey. I like that cinema, the wheelchair spaces are at the front, but there is a reasonable distance between the enormous screens. There was a disabled woman behind me, and her and her friend made a racket throughout the flick (not that there was even an attempt at a storyline). If I was that disabled, I dont think I'd be so much of a cinema addict. It would be the same with eating. If I could'nt feed myself independantly, my rights to have a nice meal, or watch a good film do not over-ride those of others. Certainly the problem is more widespread too with people chomping on food, talking on phones or letting their spawn run around.