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I was watching X-Men 2 in the theater awhile back, and because I m good friends with the owner, he got me the front row corner seat in the top box.

The movie started and I was feeling good about sitting in the best seat of the house watching a kickass flick, when this guy comes in (about 20 minutes into the flick) and crosses right in front of me to sit 4-5 seats away in the same front row.

About 5 minutes later, his mobile rings.

Muttering something about always getting disturbed, he moves out (again from right in front) to talk into his cell.

He comes back 4-5 minutes later, CROSSES AGAIN, and sits.

(I glare at him, and say nothing. He doesn't notice me.)

His cell rings again, LOUDLY, and he hastily walks out by CROSSING IN FRONT OF ME AGAIN.

(Peeking from the corner of his eyes at me, who is glaring back with flaring nostrils)

About 5 mins later, he is back, AGAIN CROSSING ME IN FRONT.

(I mutter something loud enough for him to hear and look back without reply)

And guess what? 15 minutes later, his mobile rings as loudly as bells of a fire brigade.

He gets up, and 4-5 of the people sitting around start yelling at him. As he crosses me, I say "Dont you DARE return back, motherfucker!"

He didnt return.