I went to see that new Jodie Foster vehicle, "Flightplan" at the Royal Garden in Pattaya.  I sat down, through the previews, and right when the movie started, a Thai guy with a kid, about 3 years old behind me, started talking nonstop, and kicking my seat, almost violently.  I turned around, and said, nicely, "please be quiet", and the Thai guy said, "ok, ok".  Two minutes later, more loud talking, and more violent seat kicking.  I turned around, and said, NOT IN A NICE WAY, "SHUT THE FUCK UP, OR GET OUT", and the Thai guy said, "ok, ok".  Two minutes later, more loud talking, and violent seat kicking.  I got up, walked past the guy, and I said, "Fuck you, you're getting thrown out".  I went to the usher, and told him to throw the guy out.  To my astonishment, 60 seconds later, they threw the Thai guy out.  As he was being thrown out, he started screaming at me, (mind you, the movie is going the whole time), "FUCK YOU, FUCK YOUR MOTHER, FUCK YOU... I"LL SEE YOU OUTSIDE".  



Now the moral of the story is bad parents, who don't know how to control their rotten kids are not my responsibility to raise.  I've paid taxes for decades, much of which went to public schools to raise other people's children, when I had no chance of putting a kid in a public school.  So, I've paid my dues.  I don't have to have my movie ruined by a parent that doens't know how to raise their kid.  



Remember, I have nothing, absolutely nothing against the kid.  He was a kid, doing what kids do.  It is the rotten parent that thinks instead of hiring a babysitter, they can waltz into a movie theater, and ruin everyone else's movie experience.  



I'm quite certain all the other people in the audience, about 1/2 of them Thai people, on the meek side, where absolutely thrilled that someone spoke up, for one time, and had the guy thrown out.  



And by the way, I wasn't about to move my seat.  I had the perfect seat for my optical and sound preferences. It isn't my obligation to move around, so that rotten parent can have his out of control kid run amuck.  



So, I highly recommend the Royal Garden movie theaters.  The air conditioning was great, the sound and print were great too.  And for 70 baht for a first run movie, in English, that's quite reasonable.  



God bless the Royal Garden theaters in Pattaya.  



 

Jodie's a dyke you know.

Well, Pearl dear, I didn't go to the movie thinking it would be Shakespear, or the next, say, Schindler's List, or Gone With the Wind.  but for what it was, it was entertaining.  



And yes, Jodie Foster is totally dykular.  Most of it was so far-fetched, and impossible, but it was OK.  I don't think I would bring a three year old who didn't speak English.  Might be poor parenting.  I'm sure, Pearl, that you have lots of kids running around your serviced apartment.



I'm not going to give anything away, but i figured out one of the two "who done it" characters.  



I'm telling you, that Royal Garden really respects the farang.  And I have never felt air conditioning that cold anywhere.  Next time I will bring a parka, and some long underwear.  



 

Well done Ricky! What happened afterwards? Fisticuffs?



"Withhold not correction from a child: for if thou strike him with the rod, he shall not die. Thou shalt beat him with the rod, and deliver his soul from hell." Proverbs 23:13-14

Afterwards, there were no fisticuffs.  The guy was just full of it, although I admit when exiting the theater, I did take a peek around to see if he was stalking me.  But if this incident happened in another country, I have a feeling after the movie, some other movie-goers would approach me and say, "that was great what you did--that guy was an asshole", but they just walk out and pretend nothing happened.  



I hope you were touched by my story.

I don't believe a word of it.  

I think you are a liar.

I think a Thai man to whom you said this in public would have your knackers for lunch quicker than you could say " ... koop khun khrub ..."

You are a liar.



Cheers ...

Well, Smiles2, it's great that you can come to these conclusions with no evidence.  Maybe the Thai daddy had a realization that it wouldn't be good parenting to start fighting with farangs in public, in front of his 3 year old kid.  And maybe he realized it woudln't be worth it to go to prison for life for touching a farang.  And maybe he realized that with the 20 or so witnesses inside the theater who saw the whole incident, that he realized he was wrong.  And maybe he realized he couldn't possibly have attacked me, and made a run for it.  He wouldn't have gone too far.  



But I will add that if I really thought he was going to hit me, I would have run away like a little girl, cause basically, I'm a big chicken and a major homosexual queen.



I'm sure you would run away too, but unlike me, you lack the courage to admit it.



But I'm really curious, what part of my story did you think was a lie?  Be specific.  You're unclear.

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life, life for hitting you, we would give him the Pattaya Gay Pride award of the year!

Edited by: Trongpai at: 26/10/05 8:14 pm

Last two posters:  rather than criticizing people that actually contribute to this board, why don't you spend you time trying to come up with a new and interesting topic.  You two seem like "lurkers" to me.  People that look around, and contribute nothing.  



 

Joe, your advice is the best.....but, sometimes, it's just waaaay too hard to follow.  

Presuming the story is true (I'm actually with Smiles on that issue), yelling "shut the fuck up" in a thai theater (let alone in front of a 3-year-old) just adds another chapter to the ugly american story. Thank you for representing my country so very well.

Edited by: Bob at: 26/10/05 8:29 pm

First of all, I never said my nationality.  I said I "lived" in the US for a while.  Does that make me "American"?  And I'm glad someone finally brought up the point about using foul language in front of a 3 year old.  



This "father" is the worst kind of father there is.  Clearly he doesn't know how to raise a child, or control a child.  What kind of father takes a 3 year old to a violent, loud movie, at 10 o'clock at night, during the middle of the week?  A pretty bad father.  So, I have a feeling my using foul language in front of this child is probably an IMPROVEMENT to what the child has to go through on a daily basis.  Remember, it was the father who put the child in the position of having to listen to someone tell his rotten father to "shut the fuck up".  I did what needed to be done.  I gave him that extra chance to be quiet.  I'm a giver.  



If he was a good father, he would take the kid to a kid's movie, during the day.  Or perhaps if the selfish father, who clearly picked a movie to satisfy his own selfish and violent interests, had hired a babysitter, then maybe he wouldn't have had to have put that child in this uncomfortable situation.  Regardless, I wasn't going to give up my night out at the movies because of his rotten father's selfish needs to disturb everyone in the theater.  



My policy, in these situations is to ask nice once, then if that doesn't work, trying asking in a NOT nice way.  Clearly, the nice didn't work, so i figured it was surely worth a try to go the not nice route.  But it didn't work, but evicting the rotten father did work.  



And as far as you people not believing this story, I would love to know on what basis you think it is not true, and what evidence you have to support your claim.  And if I'm so horrible, why on earth would people of your stature bother to reply to my posts, over and over again?  Why cloud this interesting, I think, topic with allegations you can't prove?  Why don't you just start a new topic about how horrible you think I am.  But I know you're ilk.  You just can't resist replying, and then complaining about others that reply.  Good grief.  Your hypocrisy is overwhelming.

And to those that think I made up this entire story, and hate me, and say how awful it is to reply to me:  you people are the most prolific replyers to my posts.  And you know it.  You see my name, and instead of ignoring me, you go out of your way, not only to "view" the posting, but to REPLY to it.  Over and over again.  You just can't resist replying.  You're fascinated by me, aren't you.  If I didn't like someone, rather than replying, over and over, I would simply move on.  Clearly, you can read my name on a post, can't you?  Why not move on if you're so offended, and so convinced I'm a liar.  



And let's presume that I'm the biggest liar in the world, and let's presume I made up the entire story.  Why not simply look at it as a hypothetical sitatuion that perhaps COULD happen... there COULD be a kicking kid behind you in a movie theater, right?  Is that really so far-fetched?  Is that the kind of thing you you think someone would lie about?  



Logic tells me someone might lie about how much money they had, or how good-looking they are, or their age.  But what reason would I have to lie about disruptive people in a movie theater?  Why on earth would someone make that up?  Is that post really that far out there?



Lastly, to you stalkers fascinated by me, that hate me, yet reply over and over, and over and over, I would love to sit behind you in a movie theater, and violently kick the back of your seat, and see how long you would accept it.  



Had you been there, you would have been frickin' thrilled that I was there to defend the rights and honor of the 20 or so other movie-goers who were behaving themselves.  You lurkers/stalkers would have just sat there like the sheep you are, just hoping someone with some honor would could be and tell that rotten father the shut the fuck up.  But you lack the courage to admit it.  You people are boarish oafs.

I know I've been a tad long-winded here, but I also wanted to mention this.  Does anyone recall seeing in the Tracey Ullman show, her character "Ruby Romaine", who was like a 75 year old drinking and smoking lady, being disruptive in a movie theater.  She was drinking and smoking during the movie, "The Planet of the Assholes", and an usher repeatedly warns her, then finally throws her out.  



When she got to the sidewalk, one of those college age dudes doing a survey with a clipboard says to her, "Excuse me, maam, I'm doing a survey and want to know how you enjoyed your movie-going experience today..."  And Tracey Ullman's character replies, "About as much as I enjoyed my hysterectemy, Buster."  

It was once said "When in Rome, do as the Romans do". Given that the kid behind you was "a Roman" the correct response would have been to kick the chair in front. Do develop some cultural sensitivity Richard or you'll never be happy in Pattaya.

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