Attention! Attention!

As sister_luck will endorse: the theatre brings you in contact with the strangest people. And they all think they're very smart and opinionated. I believe they are in desperate need of someone telling them how things are actualy done...

To the pseudo-goth girl at the door: When you so loudly proclaim you have three other things to do instead, I assume doing your make-up is one of them? Whatever William Gibson may write, big black holes where you eyes should be, are overrated.

To the girl sitting next to us: Saying kids grow up, is stating the obvious. What point were you trying to make with that argument?

To the man sitting behind us: When loudly uttering your disgust and disappointment, your arguments seem to loose their weight when vented with a harsh accent that gives away your Antwerp roots. Getting up when it's all still in progress is a better statement.

(If you feel so inclined you can post your own Magical Message™ in the comments.)