tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352920971254096499.post8186265021657745461..comments2023-10-26T08:14:30.016-07:00Comments on Katie Gates: Stories and Opinions: An Open Letter to Some People Who Attended the UCLA-Live Event This Past SaturdayKatie Gateshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01264642384901419402noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352920971254096499.post-73944140676509378082011-02-01T08:55:51.176-08:002011-02-01T08:55:51.176-08:00Wonderful piece. I loved the bit about respect for...Wonderful piece. I loved the bit about respect for gravity, which I share with you wholeheartedly. I also can't sit under the balcony, because balconies are not immune from the pull either.<br /><br />I really think you should publish this piece. I don't get paying that kind of money and then not listening, and the frustration of other people's noise and nonsense during a performance is enough to make me want to be socially inappropriate myself.Deb Shuckahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03439395710731341021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352920971254096499.post-44057305944842957932011-01-29T15:43:01.700-08:002011-01-29T15:43:01.700-08:00Katie, This rings so true! Recently I attended a...Katie, This rings so true! Recently I attended a concert by the Atlanta Symphony Youth Orchestra, of which my nephew is a member - oboe. During the entire performance, cell phones were ringing, kids were playing their Game Boys, and their parents were doing anything about it. When glares didn't get any results, I had to speak to two woman whose kids were disrupting the performance for all of us.<br /><br />Great and timely post!<br /><br />Namaste..........cjcj Schlottmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18217936774632262633noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352920971254096499.post-23023184530068979792011-01-28T18:28:27.175-08:002011-01-28T18:28:27.175-08:00I get very irritated when I go to the theater and ...I get very irritated when I go to the theater and people don't show good manners. The "texting" thing is so rude even in restaurants unless you are sitting alone. I can't imagine showing such a lack of respect for a performer whatever the venue. Perhaps they are so "important" they just have to be plugged in. Uh huh. Then stay home, important one!Linda Medranohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03440058568073764902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352920971254096499.post-85178263460202873132011-01-27T14:21:56.927-08:002011-01-27T14:21:56.927-08:00The sad thing about this is that the folks to whom...The sad thing about this is that the folks to whom it is directed are so self-important that they believe it is their RIGHT to be available at all times to the entire world, via portable devices. As for the couple giving each other tonsillectomies in front of you - well, maybe they couldn't find anyone else as a date that night, and they were grabbling for all it was worth. EAWWWWWW! Great post. Send it to the LA Times and I bet they will print it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352920971254096499.post-9201949301497740362011-01-27T07:57:58.013-08:002011-01-27T07:57:58.013-08:00I'm pretty irritated at any kind of a public e...I'm pretty irritated at any kind of a public event. People have no respect for those around them. I guess it's not important to respect the performers either. The last thing I went to was children's theater. I actually got up and asked a mom to control her kids. They were having a loud conversation and crawling around under a table. She stayed, annoying us, for the whole performance and then ran out as soon as it was over. I think she was afraid I might beat her up!Joey Lynn Rescinitihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06219074986338894660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352920971254096499.post-17330400063369355442011-01-27T02:01:40.862-08:002011-01-27T02:01:40.862-08:00I love the open letter theme to this post. What a ...I love the open letter theme to this post. What a great way to let off steam, and with humour too! I hope the six read it. I share your fear of heights Katie. So many London Theatres have seats set so steeply that one feels one will be tipped into the orchestra pit at any given moment. Years ago, a friend and I saw Phantom of the Opera in 'Her Majesty's Theatre' Haymarket, London. We had somehow managed to obtain seats right up in 'the Gods', something I had not done since my teens. The players appeared as ants on the stage below and I was afraid to lean forward lest I join I them. We had been given opera glasses when a parachute would have been more beneficial. The saving grace of the show came when The Phantom, played by Michael Crawford, was lifed up to soar through the air as he sang and came within a whisper of our faces. That was magical! :-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352920971254096499.post-64490143566158296832011-01-26T19:47:13.672-08:002011-01-26T19:47:13.672-08:00Yes, Katie! I agree 100%. The rudeness knows no ag...Yes, Katie! I agree 100%. The rudeness knows no age boundaries, either. Teenagers or middle-agers, it seems to make little difference. And how will junior learn when to turn off his video game when Dad won't shut down his Blackberry?Lisa Ricard Clarohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05048410207952052295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352920971254096499.post-84379259806014172322011-01-26T17:15:30.043-08:002011-01-26T17:15:30.043-08:00I'm with you. I was recently in a meeting, and...I'm with you. I was recently in a meeting, and a fellow volunteer's phone kept "ringing" after each text she got. The ring tone sounded like a (very loud) doorbell. We tried to encourage her to turn it onto vibrate or off, to no avail.<br /><br />I think "those people" think that others will view them as ever-so-important. And I agree: why do people want everyone privy to their personal conversations?Sioux Roslawskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17924021828536277618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352920971254096499.post-25406325115173140382011-01-26T16:26:07.765-08:002011-01-26T16:26:07.765-08:00Our society is, sadly, PDA obsessed. Glad to see ...Our society is, sadly, PDA obsessed. Glad to see there are still some with common sense and class Katie, keep up the good fight!Lazarushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04546714218677721251noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352920971254096499.post-41341717034961880532011-01-26T15:36:11.157-08:002011-01-26T15:36:11.157-08:00I chuckled about several phobias in your life...do...I chuckled about several phobias in your life...don't we all have several? One of my pet peeves is what you describe so well, people connected with hand held devices or people who must hear music for all to hear. Thank goodness for iPods, the new ghetto blasters for the ear. Always a pleasure to receive comments from you.Paul Chttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01836602667355512504noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352920971254096499.post-11866695292844454852011-01-26T09:15:27.742-08:002011-01-26T09:15:27.742-08:00Brilliant blog. It makes me crazy when people are...Brilliant blog. It makes me crazy when people are disrespectful of others who are forced to share space with them when they and their little gadgets venture forth. And respect to Mr. Shawn for, as you say, not giving these louts power. (And, dear one, thanks for the compliment re the acting. Those were such good days.)Martha Gates-Mawsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13968343759908672318noreply@blogger.com