Movies
That... doesn't usually happen to me. And I'm short, so the seats tend to be acceptably comfortable.
Then there are all those assholes with crinkly foil bags and crackly plastic bags and then they saunter out of the theater praising the cinematography, pretending to know what it means, while getting the way of people like me who just want to get out the urban death maze that is the modern day cinema complex.
In New York we do not tolerate crinkly bags. At least, I don't. The biggest assholes are the people who use their cell phones.
Yes! I need you.
*widens eyes*
I, er, need you here.... people like you, that is...
There's no one like me, we have already been over this. Anyways, I am currently tied up beating this shit out of people who don't indicate when changing lanes.
I think there should be another horn that instead of honking, blasts the word "DOUCHEBAG." I would use that a lot. Presumably everyone would. Might stop some rage accidents.