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The "Laughing Guys" sitting behind me
While
sitting in the theatre last evening waiting for my two friends to arrive, I was
listening to the people around me. The
Pre-Show entertainment was going on in front of me and people were talking
around me. The show hadn’t started yet.
I had
noticed the two couples in the foyer when I arrived. The two guys were tall and
with each guy was a little shorter gal.
The guys seem to know each other and perhaps the gals were just meeting
for the first time. The two girls didn’t talk to each other.
I sat
down in my favorite seat and waited for my friends to get there.
The two couples
came in after me and sat directly behind me. I could hear all that they were
saying. Too funny. It was like being an “Audio Tom” – you know a
Peeping Tom – only just listening in – not looking! (No – No I didn’t mean that
you knew what it was to be a Peeping Tom).
The guys
did all the talking to each other. They were sitting gal, guy, guy and then
gal. The guys were carrying on a huge
conversation back and forth with each other.
They were having a great time but the poor girls said next to nothing.
I couldn’t
figure it out. Were they just getting back from the Summer Away from
University? Maybe the guys were in
school together last year… and the girls were new to the city? It was weird.
I usually can figure out what is happening by just listening.
No doubt
the four people were trying to make some sort of impression on the opposite sex
sitting beside them.
Facing
the screen as I was, the guy on the right side and directly behind me, with his
date on his right side, laughed at everything the other guys said. And his
laugh was distinctly weird.
When he
laughed his voice sound would started off low in the laughter… and then change to
a higher and higher pitch sound as he laughed on. He could and did laugh differently with each joke
or comment by his friend. Yet he could
start off low and then go high or go back to low again… and change whenever.
Once in a
while the “laugher” would crack a joke and his friend would laugh back at him…
and again with another kind of laugh that varied in style and sound as well.
It was
almost like their laughter was a language.
I don’t think that I have ever heard this kind of “laughing communication”
going on before.
Were they
brothers that came from a laughing family?
The girls
didn’t laugh. They just listened, like I was listening also.
The jokes
weren’t that funny. The comments being
made were about other people that the two guys knew… and each story brought on peals
of laughter.
This is
all happening in the Pre-Show entertainment.
My
friends arrived, two guys that I know well. We just listen to people, we don’t
laugh and giggle like my new friends sitting behind me did.
We comment
and then grunt at each other’s deep wisdom… ahem.
The movie
was funny, ridiculous and stupid and kind of worth the $5.39 cents(cheap night
price) that I paid.
We
laughed at the stupidity in the story line… and the actions of the comedians
playing the parts they did.
The guys
behind me laughed a lot… but the girls didn’t say much.
That may
have been the longest date that these gals had ever been on.
Maybe the
girls will become best friends and remember back to that night when the two
guys laughed weirdly to each other.
Is there
a deep reflection that I can leave you the reader with at the end of this
post?
I doubt
it.
Except
maybe that it is so much fun to just listen.
Then after collecting the bits of information from the conversation that
you heard, try to piece together a story about the ones that you listened to…
like I did.
It was
kind of worth the $5.39 that I paid… and my thoughts last night afterwards and earlier
this morning made me smile.
~
Murray Lincoln ~
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