Tonight I got a first hand look at what happens to these kids when they get a bit older. My wife and I were on a rare date to the movies without our own child. We saw Harry Potter (which incidentally I thought was pretty good).
We found seats with plenty of time to spare and I went to use the restroom. When I returned my wife said, "We probably don't want to sit here." A moment later I understood because there was a small group of young teens (mostly girls) sitting behind us who were giggling and whispering and so forth. Glancing around the theatre I saw that there were very few seats left at all and certainly none as good as what we had. "It won't be a problem," I told my wife.
They were obnoxious throughout the previews (King Kong looks kick ass by the way) and continued through the brief opening credits of the movie. When they kept up the laughing and asking inane (stage whispered) questions during the opening scene, a couple people around them "shushed" them quietly. This had no apparent effect.
I decided right then and there that these rude obnoxious kids were NOT going to ruin my only chance to go to the movies for the first time in two months. I turned around and gave them the "Daddy Voice" with both barrels: "
Shut...up!" I have seldom seen two more chagrinned and terrified faces in my life. They uttered nary a peep for the entire rest of the movie.
What have we learned here? I am turning into my father. :\ Still, it felt good (and it felt even better when my wife gave me a firm, appreciative squeeze on the inner thigh).
I only wish they would have wept a little.
