Some things happened over the past days. First of all, I started on my new editing job, which is great apart from the fact that I am constantly exhausted - but good exhausted, you know - more balanced, somehow.
However, this is not about me and work. I am sure most of you have figured out by now that I am somewhat odd in many respects and don't seem to enjoy encounters with other people too much.
Well, in fact, I do. But only with cool people and they are like needles in hay stacks to find, so that's why...
Anyhow, I went to see Beauty and the Beast in the cinema last week and I LOVED it. Of course, I am pretty biased because I ADORE Emma Watson and couldn't criticise anything she does, but I actually thought it was great. The music is amazing and I have been listening to it up and down ever since...
No one fights like Gaston,
Douses lights like Gaston,
In a wrestling match, nobody bites like Gaston...
I know many people might think it is queasily corny, but I think a movie like this has to be that way - after all, you don't watch it to think deeply about the world, but to enjoy life and be entertained (and what is wrong with that?). Also, I think the characters of this version have become far more complex and Beauty and the Beast has always been my favourite fairy tale, as Belle is not such a dork as the other princesses (and she's no princess).
However - and I am not sure whether I have mentioned this already in previous posts - I detest going to the cinema. Actually, that's wrong. I love the cinema, I hate the other people in the screen. Seriously, I feel like that hardly anyone knows anymore how to behave in public spaces. Why would anyone think I would like to smell your disgusting beer scent when watching a movie? And, no thank you, I can do without your audio commentary during the movie, woman from the row behind. Seriously, I get sick from people like that and a hot, twisted knot forms in my stomach and I spend the whole movie thinking when and how I am going to say something to them, completely forgetting about the movie.
Of course, I know that I play my part in this problem, but why do I even have to deal with this when I am behaving correctly? Why do the people who do it right always have to pay the price for people who are disrespectful?
Regarding disrespectful people, I have another bucket-load of mean to come and although I have been trying to fend these words off as long as I could, I cannot resist uttering them anymore. I do not intend to offend anyone and I am sure there are some exceptions, but I feel like that smoking per se makes you a more disrespectful person. I HATE SMOKERS. Seriously, on the train station, there is this ridiculous patch in which smokers should stand when smoking and NO ONE CARES! I still have to inhale their stupid fumes because they cannot even read an 'Only smoke here' sign. Did they already smoke away the important brain cells or are they really as disrespectful and inconsiderate? On the other train station, smoking is forbidden altogether and EVERY TIME I come there, at least one person smokes. Why is that? Why do some people give a SHIT about rules and laws? I don't understand, but it doesn't help with the hot, twisted knot in my stomach...
Right, moving on. Cinema nowadays gives me great displeasure; however, there is something, which I assume not only gives me, but most people great displeasure and counts among the most embarrassing situations in life.
Being in the elevator with someone else.
Honestly, it is mortifying how terrible driving up or down with someone in an elevator for less than a minute can be. Everyone's just looking down and suddenly has to check something super important on their phone, only to avoid direct eye contact. For me, being trapped in an elevator wouldn't be the horror scenario - being trapped with someone else would do the trick.
Also, there is just no behavioural code for such a situation. Do you greet the person? Just a smile? Is it rude to look at your phone? Do you have to take out headphones if you have them plugged in? Do you have to say goodbye when they leave the elevator? Do you wave or simply nod? Is it OK to check how you look in the elevator mirror, even though there is somebody else? Can you talk to someone you know in the elevator when someone else is present too? If they have already pressed a button for a floor higher than yours, can you press a lower button without apologising? When you exit in the same floor, are you supposed to say goodbye upon parting? If it's in your house and the person is practically your neighbour, do you have to make conversation?
...So many questions. Next time, I'll take the stairs.
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