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What The Foot ??

Check out the foot on the arm rest
HAVE you ever put your arm on an arm rest in a cinema and felt someone's shoe or bare foot resting on it instead? Well, I have. Countless times. Sometimes I get stinky shoes right next to my face and that's one reason why I prefer to watch movies at home (although everytime I encounter one with such primitive behaviour, I turn back and tell him/ her it's rude). Just today I witnessed someone do that at an event I attended. Only difference was that the venue was an auditorium and the lights were full on. A woman, seated next to me, had her foot on the arm rest in front of her (above pix). How crude is that? I couldn't help but steal a photo of it when she was wasn't noticing(trick is to put the phone on silent mode so it won't make that snap sound, and to pretend like you're checking a text message). The biggest turn-off was when she burped openly, and a few times at my face too, and there were no apologies. She seemed perfectly okay with everything that she did. How do you even begin to tell people like her that their actions are uncouth ? 

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  1. nursemyra16 November, 2010

    Unbelievable! Don't you wish you had a taser in your back pocket?

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  2. JJ17 November, 2010

    maybe i should just get one !

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