No Fun One

I thought it was a 2-hr show. Instead The Curious Case of Benjamin Button ran to 3 hours. I wasn't enthralled.

I got bored at the 1.5hr mark and spent the other 1.5hrs being grumpy.

So I was tetchy because I had plans for that extra hour instead of drumming my fingers on the armrest in the cinema.

1) I wanted to go show face at Velvet before it revoked my lifetime membership.

2) I wanted to meet the friends for a drink.

I wanted to do all these before I hit the sack at a decent time of midnight.

Since that 1 hour was wasted viewing gratuitous shots of Brad Pitt in his aviator shades (Oscar's Best Actor nominee you say?) whizzing down the roads on his bike, I obviously had to switch the plans. Or simply sleep later. I was feeling very very very disagreeable.

So I petulantly accused the man of spoiling my plans because he was the one who wanted to watch this movie. I was vehemently against wasting my time on this Oscar nomination.

I was obviously spoiling for a fight. The man just shrugged and drove into Kim Seng Road then Jiak Kim Street. He didn't say a word.

He was indeed wise. He didn't rise to the bait.