When they just won’t stop kicking your seat…
You probably know the feeling: you’re watching a movie in a cinema when all of a sudden, there’s a rude thump on the back of your seat. You ignore it – perhaps your fellow moviegoer accidentally kicked your seat stretching their legs. Then it happens again. You ignore it still. And again. And again. By the time you reach the fifth (hard) nudge you are irritated. The next one leaves you simmering and you begin plotting your please-stop-kicking-my-seat speech in your head.
Okay, maybe you don’t do that last part. I do. But I’ve never actually told someone off for kicking my seat. If I’m really annoyed I turn around to see who the culprit is and usually that stops them. But sometimes it doesn’t, at least not immediately. Like when I watched New Moon.
I couldn’t understand why the person behind me kept kicking my seat. I was in GSC Signature which meant there was plenty of leg room. You could have stood comfortably in the space between my knees and the seat in front of me! It happened at least a half dozen times before I turned around. But the back of the seat was too high for me to see the culprit, let alone chastise her. Yes, it turned out to be a her.
She must have noticed me though, because after I’d turned around twice, she finally stopped. Just when I’d decided that if she did it one more time… At the end of the movie, I got up to see this girl who was lying practically horizontal on her seat, snuggling under a blanket with her boyfriend. The lights were on, the credits were rolling and the two of them were still giggling at each other under their blanket. Now that I think about it, perhaps I should have taken a picture. Or would that be illegal?
My sister and I seem to attract kickers. She had one that day too. During a press screening a couple of weeks back, I ended up in front of this 40-ish man who was, you guessed it, a kicker. And once, my sister and I actually had a guy stick his entire foot through the gap between our seats so it was on our armrest. Unbelievable.
Following this most recent episode, I’ve decided to stop tolerating rude, inconsiderate people like these and speak up the next time. Knowing my luck, I’ll get the opportunity sooner rather than later. What do you do when someone keeps kicking the back of your seat?
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I would turn around even on the first kick and YELL at the muthaf***!
“HAIYAKKKK!!!!! I am a ninja assassin! Do you want me to kill you with my really sharp shuriken?”
-_- ||| LAME
Did you learn that from watching Ninja? :)
no ah… i didn’t have to coz i am a natural born ninja! oh yeah!!! hit me baby one more time! -_- -_- ||| double lame!
i dont remember which movie screening. but this guy stood up and shouted really loudly in chinese “I told you already, stop kicking my chair”. then the kicker said “ok, sorry dont need to be so loud”. the guy replied “yah i scared you cannot hear what, i told u softly you dont seem to understand”. that was very dramatic.
im not sure i can do that too. i do the stare-at-them thing too. at most i add a loud *tsk* with the stare :)
Wow, fierce. But I’ll bet that guy never kicks anyone’s chair again.
Oh boy! Seat kickers are so irritating ! I once had this kid play peek-a-boo and hide and seek behind me. He crawled under the seats, giggled, kicked around and even played with my hair ! Worst thing .. the parents never said a word !
Your story reminded me of the time a couple of my friends sat in front of this kid on a flight and the kid hit their heads and pulled their hair throughout the entire trip while the parents just watched. I like to think I would have smacked the parents but I don’t know if I would have dared.