Dear 29/30H,
The back of my chair was not your foot stool. I had every
right to put my coat on the back of my chair and the fact that they therefore
covered your feet was not a comment on how smelly your feet were. And breaking
out of your welsh speaking to talk loudly about smelly feet in English, clearly
for my benefit, just made it worse.
I’m not sure if you felt that being higher up the raked
seating than me meant that you were elevated in rank. This isn’t the case, by
the way. If you’re in the upper circle, you’re in the cheap seats whatever, so you can get over that right now.
I felt that putting your feet on the back of my chair was
not only rude and disrespectful to me, but the theatre as well. I didn’t see
any of the many kids there doing that. Isn’t that just a little bit
embarrassing for you?
While we’re on that – I’d been concerned about going to the
matinee during the school holidays for fear of screaming kids with rustling
sweets. Funnily enough, it turns that it was adults (that’s right, I mean you) that
were more disruptive.
The quiet, intimate scenes between the big ensemble pieces
are not an invitation for you to have a loud conversation. Those scenes are
part of the show too; they contain relevant information to progress the story.
Why would you pay that much money to see a show, just for a
catch up? There are cafes and pubs nearby. You could catch up there for the
price of a round or two of drinks in an atmosphere where chatting is
encouraged.
Even if the chatting is about the show... it can wait for
the interval. If you really, really, can’t keep your obviously witty and deep observation
until then, then whisper it to the
person next to you. Whispering is where you lower the volume of your voice so
only people very close by can hear, in case you weren’t sure.
Though I can’t understand the need to have food and drink in
the theatre, I appreciate lots of people nowadays have a compulsion to do this
like they’re in some gigantic living room waiting for Eastenders to come
on. However, if you (an adult, I remind
you) drop your juice box on the floor (that’s right, a juice box!) please don’t
kick it so it drops under the seat in front of you so it’s leaking under that
persons chair instead. This made my sister feel very twitchy in the second
half, drawing attention away from the performance to wonder whether her bag was
getting soaked in E number rich liquid.
As great as it is that shows like Oliver draw in a crowd
that may not otherwise go to the theatre, it’s disappointing that it also
brings with it a lack of theatre etiquette which, really, is just a matter of
being well behaved and mindful that there are other people trying to enjoy the
show around you.
“Don’t put your feet on the back of someone else’s chair” is
just, generally, good manners.
Mmmkay.