
"Whaaat? he replied loudly.
"These are good seats."
"Whaaat?"
"I said these are good seats, aren't they."
"Yairs."
Fuck me, I thought, if he can't hear her what's going to happen during the play? It amused me, and once the play got underway they were quiet.
I was almost as amused when at a climactic point in the (very violent) play, someone boomed in a rasping voice the observation, "Ooh! He's killed him!" Said into the silence with the conviction of someone completely absorbed, it caused quite a few stifled giggles.
Good to see so many old people out and about. Mostly they enjoyed the play although looking around occasionally I think some of them weren't expecting the violence and they didn't seem to understand why so many in the audience were laughing.
Oh - this amused me too. I posted a photo of myself elsewhere on the interthing because it makes me look like a dangerous mo'fo', which in itself is funny. A friend left a comment saying "I LOVE your headshot more than I can express... but I always have had a thing for the unabomber."
Zakly.
5 comments:
You've discovered time travel, haven't you? I can't help but think you've stumbled onto versions of yourselves, forty years from now.
;)
Love, love, love the line: Like your humour black, no sugar? Perfect.
I like old people doing their thing, in oblivious defiance of contemporary convention.
Ha, Miss Y, yes. That was The Dreaded One and me sitting behind me, just a bit older. Deaf twat I will be.
Kat - I love, love love feedback like that. Especially when it's genuine. I thank you.
Drodbar - I loved that there were so many older people there. I really fucking loved it. And yeah, sometimes theatre neighbours can bug the shit out of me with their clumsiness, but alone waiting for the play to start, I was smiling to myself. Pretty cool bunch of people.
Yep yep yep, as Drodbar says.
I hang out with some elderly here, and they're just so cool, so entertaining.
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