We had temperatures in the 90’s and plenty of humidity.  It was a good day to go to a movie.  My neighbor and I went to see the Harry Potter movie.  I loaded my purse with cough drops so I could sit through it without driving everyone crazy by coughing during the show.

     I needn’t have worried about that.  There were three young gals seated off to our right, across the aisle, and back two rows, whose mother’s had never taught them proper manners.  Through the entire movie, we heard them chewing their pop corn, candy and slurping their drinks.  My mother always told us to chew our food with our mouths closed I guess theirs never did. 

     There’s nothing like listening to dialogue punctuated with, “Chomp, chomp, chomp.  Sluuuurp.”  Mind you, I said they were across the aisle and two rows back.  My neighbor and I were both wishing for a mute button.  Then there was their stage whispered argument that almost made me throw a few cough drops at them.

     How was the movie?  I liked it even with the extra sound effects.