A very unTammylike experience

I have another story to share with you. I'm hoping you enjoy it especially since it contains some very unTammylike behavior.

I preface this storyby telling you that one of my biggest pet peeves is when people feel the need to text or play with their phone during a movie. The bright light from their screen completely distracts from what's going on in the movie, and I get very angry. I always think, "Dude, you're in a movie for crying out loud. Can you NOT check your phone for the duration of the movie?! Unless this is some type of emergency (and I very much doubt it is), then I think you can leave your phone for at least two hours. Gees louise!"

Last night I went to see "The Lightening Thief" with a good friend. I had just read the book a couple months ago so I was excited to see the movie. Of course the movie bore little resemblance to the book, but that's really to be expected. The point is that I was excited to get lost in the movie and enjoy watching how it played out on the big screen.

I was terribly annoyed when the man sitting just in front and down a little ways from where my friend and I were sitting decided he needed to check his stinking cell phone, every two seconds throughout the movie. Oh man was I bugged. By the time we reached the halfway point in the movie, I was ready to hit him over the head with something or take his stupid cell phone away, so I could enjoy the movie in peace.

Well, I decided to do something about it, but I'm not going to say it was the most mature decision I've ever made. I reached into my purse and ripped off a piece of paper to make a little ball. I told myself the next time I saw the bright light from his stupid cell phone I was going to huck it at his head. Well, it took a few times, but then I was mad enough I did it. Slightly appalled at my behavior, I'm pretty sure I missed him completely. So, I got another little ball ready and this time I threw it straight at the cap on his head. I'm pretty sure I hit him head on, no pun intended, but it still didn't help!! Urgh!!

I know that there are several more mature ways that I could've handled this, but the immature route just happens to be the one I chose. I know, I know I'm really terrible, but I must admit that it was somewhat satisfying. . . :)