Last evening at the theater, a woman in front of me took a pint out of her purse, took a swig and then proceeded to nod off. Later, awaken by her own snores, she once again took the bottle out of her purse and finished what remained in the it. She then slept through the rest of the intermission less performance.
As a regular theatergoer, I see all sorts of madness and distractions in the audience. But I shan't whine because there is absolutely nothing I can do about it. Instead I will simply smile as I read A Gentleman's Guide to Attending the Theatre.
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