Does this just go with the territory while living in L.A.?
I have no clue if the other parts of the country experience some of the things I find so completely annoying...so are these things purely only in L.A. scenarios? -
Friday night, went to see "The Village" at the Landmark Theater in Westwood. The theater was packed with so many annoying people - people answering cell phones, and most distracting were the ones who would open their phones in the darkness so the bright LED display glared out making it hard to concentrate on the movie - and they'd keep them open. I was already having a hard time seeing the screen, half of it was taken up by the lady who sat in front of me with the hair piled on top of her head into a large fan style so that I had to lean over to look between her shoulders and the guy next to her.
But weirdest of all - the older woman next to me, who sat with her cell phone obsessed husband, kept seeming to make noises. My daughter looked at me, like what was that - It sounded like her stomach was making strange noises -errrrrrrr... errrrrrr... uuuuuuuwwwww - It was disgusting, though I did feel sorry for her. Then I thought she kept elbowing me in the side. I was getting annoyed; by the climax of the movie she was making a lot of strange noises - a little like E.T., the cute little alien, when the kids were trying to hide him in the closet - like a moaning whimper. Still I thought they were strange stomach noises.
Then she unzipped a large carry-all bag and pulled out her skinny dog. She brought a dog into the movie theater! Right next to my popcorn!! Can't people be separated from their dogs for a few hours. What is the matter with people?
Is this an L.A. thing - carrying little dogs in bags? I see more and more women doing this every day. And men too. I've seen men with little dogs on their laps as they drive. That's not safe people! Driving is hard enough without having an animal on your lap standing to stick its head out the window. And usually these same people are on their cell phones as they pet their dogs - I'm left to wonder what hand they're using to steer their car with. But maybe it's just me. Maybe I'm unusual that I consider driving something to be taken seriously.
And big dog owners are getting ballsy, too. While at my local Home Depot the other day, this guy was walking the aisles with three dobermans on leashes. One of the dogs left a large poop on the floor - and I watched the dogs' owner walk away from it, while a Home Depot employee was left to clean it up.
"What is that guy thinking?" I yelled. "He just walked away!" I couldn't believe it.
Cleaning dog crap, I'm quite certain, is not in the job requirements of Home Depot employees.