A trip out to sit in..

I aint going to start my blog with an introduction as this is just a chance for me to get my grievances out of my head and leave it up for public dissection. My first grievance to start this long descent in rambling is with the cinema. The cinema is a fantastic place like a church of the modern age. I have been going to the cinema since my legs could reach the seat the tradition of paying and the smell of popcorn and sticky carpets always got the adrenaline flowing. Seeing the couples all out on a sunday going to see whatever horror film was on cause it was all they could agree on. Bar all that what i personally enjoyed most was in this manic world of long que's and endless form completion it was a place where you could go and just sit and be for a couple of hours. When the usher closes those doors and the dolby sound kicks in its like your brain automatically just turns off and your world became about whatever was rolling on the screen
Buuuttt all that has come to an abrupt and hormonal end. I had all but gave up on the cinema when my last experience was destroyed by a bunch of people arriving late and proceeding to moan and complain about how there was no seats and get into a commotion with the poor usher who just wanted to be home.
So imagine my excitement the next time my fiancee wanted to venture to the cinema and been the eternal optimist as I am I decided to give the cinema one last chance but me and the cinema had to meet on my terms. So i chose to go in the middle of the week usually a quite time and late at night as people would be in work and away we went. We got dolled up as we are old fashioned like that and made our way to the cinema.
Imagine how happy I was getting to walk through the little maze of rope even though there was no one in the line (even the strictest most non conformist always obeys the mighty rope line) arriving at the window and shouting through the glass at the person behind it "two seats at the back" he hands us the tickets *middle isle*......fantastic.
We dont bother with the cinema food because as every hardcore cinema goer knows the sly happy meal in the girlfriends handbag is the best way of sticking it to the man buuuut i digress.
We take our seats and turn off our moblie phones settle in which involves my fiancee throwing her leg over mine and taking up most of the arm rest. The doors close the lights get low and the music starts but almost instantly BEEPEDY BEEPEDY my fiancee instinctly can feel me bunch up but I calm I think "sure its the start of the film people can forget". Then the doors open we are twenty minutes in and the sterotypical late arrivers show up cant find there seats and start arguing amongst themselves "sure how am I supposed to bleeding see...well you fucking find them". Eventually they sit randomly anywhere in the cinema and my heart rate returns to normal.
Silence envelopes the cinema and like a man who has finished cutting his toe nails I felt great relief and satisfaction. All of a sudden and I aint joking here the two people in front of me phones go off the man sitting next to me been the hopless romantic decides to start exploring his girlfriend rite when the creature on the screen starts eating a helpless teenager then suddenly in the front row a girl stands up and runs out of the cinema shouting " I CANT TALK NOW IM IN THE JAYSUS CINEMA".
Now can anyone out there tell me why people these days cant just sit and be for just two hours and dont give me "what if i get an important call" well let me tell you that if the call your waiting on is so important dont go the cinema. The cinema is not a place to talk the library is a place to talk people out there dont pay good cash to listen to your opinions of the movie the whole way through you aint a critic even the critics aren't critics.
There is very few places that a person can go and jus relax these days junkies in the parks drunk people on the buses. I mean i got on the bus the other day not a dribble of conversation just beep fucking beep and the constants 'ish ish ish ish ish' of head phones and emo lads checking there hair out in the reflection of the bus window.
So I think no no not think I plead with people out there to let the cinema return to the place of refuge,silence and sticky floors that it used to be even if you have to call up everyone in your phone tell them your going to the cinema and all your major appointments like meeting sharon outside the shops to ask strangers to get you drink will jus have to wait as you are going out to sit in......