An Open Letter to the Guy in Front of Me Last Night

Dear Rudest Man Alive, While I understand talking during a movie to a point, you took it to a whole new level last night. When not talking loudly with the girl next to you (and subsequently blocking my view), you somehow thought signing (as though you were deaf) would be less annoying than your talking. Um, you were wrong. Signing during the entire movie when I know neither of you were deaf was INCREDIBLY annoying. Oh, and laughing like a hyena at a movie that had zero humor in it wasn't really cool either. I really wish I could've punched you in the face because, trust me, you deserved it. Next time, stay out in the lobby and gab. Save the rest of us your annoying presence. I hate you, Pinky Lovejoy