Now this one's a biggie to me.
Some (not all
) of the people who go to see it
Thatrical Lovvies.nothing wrong with lovvies, to an extent.I used to be a bit of a lovvie myself
But there seems to be a new "highbreed" of lovvie that has jumped on this musical with both feet.
How do I know they were there? I hear you ask.
Bacause they are wearing the T shirt, and are broadcasting the fact that they've been to see....
LES MIZ
(God I hate that abreviation more than the name of the play) to the person they are talking too, at a volume intended to announce the glad news to anybody within a five mile radius
Doubtless we are all suposed to be highly impressed that this person was at a performance (along with countless other people).
I'm sure that every loon that has ever gone suddenly trigger happy with a shotgun was enjoying a nice meal in a resterant five minutes earlier, until they heard those words.
I remember in 1999 (which just goes to show how annoying it was) when Carol and I were having a nice romantic meal in our favourite resteraunt (No, not McDonalds) and one of these odious creatures appeared.
Although the resteraunt was virtually empty, and the person he was talking too was right next to him, the dreaded cry
I WENT TO SEE LES MIZ
sounded at full volume through the air.
This specimen then went on to ask the resteraunt owner (at this same annoying volume) what their plans for the meleanium (yes, that's how it was pronounced) were.
I confess, never in my life have I felt more like stapling someones tounge to the table
It's a shame, becuse what i've heard so far it's a great mucical, I just wish my trendyphobia would allow me to see it.