Farmers Markets, movie anti-texting sentiments... Is it just me or did a total superiority complex just walk into the room?

You're lucky Eminem didn't go all MTV awards on your asses - I can only hope you were carrying fresh produce as a peace offering/to use as weaponry.

This blog entry has everything!!! Thanks for reminding me to utilize the macro function on my camera and speak out to hood-rats in theaters.

Don't Inner-up. Rude!
Suh-Kurrity!!!

He looked more like Kid Rock than Eminem, actually.

While there were three messages on the screen about putting your cell phones away, only one of them included a mention about texting (I count). It's the glowing of the text screen that distracts my eye when they pull it out. I hate that. But 10 minutes after my deposition, I realized that everyone else was still talking and texting, so I realized everything I said was futile. I just won't go to Gallery Place again.

I still think the interaction was probably the most interesting and exciting thing that had happened to that couple in months. I provided them with conflict and drama that their lives so desperately needed.

Between Rob and Jimbo it sounds like you've had enough drama to write a treatment for a new reality show..."The Real Muscle Bears of DC"...I will keep an eye out on Bravo for its premiere.

I once told someone to turn off their cell phone(its the light) and the the whole theater started yelling "yeah, turn it off, turn it off"

To clarify, the lettuce nazi said to me, “It is extremely rude to take photos without permission.” She did not quantify that it was rude to take photos of “her” produce. I thought she was joking until she repeated her mantra once again calling me rude. I asked her, “Are you for real, this is a public market.” To put it in context, the market is part of a larger nonprofit entity that promotes sustainable farming and holds fresh markets throughout the city. It’s located adjacent to the entrance of the Dupont Circle Metro once a week. Literally hundreds of camera toting tourists blanket it every Sunday on their way to the subway. When I inquired with a few of the farmers about their thoughts on snapping pictures of their produce, they thought I was crazy for even asking for permission. One of them told me she walks around taking pictures of the market too. The market is held partially in a parking lot and on a temporarily closed city street – public domain. Needless to say I wrote a letter to the farm objecting to this woman’s approach. The offending picture, the one TJ posted - minus Marcie, is what I was photographing and she objected to.

Marcie the Hippie Lettuce Nazi probably just didn't want her leafy goodness to end up on some "undressed" salad porn site with the cucumbers and zucchinis.

Yeah. People. I'm fucking sick of this shit in theatres (multiplexes are the worst, independent art houses are OK) so now I just don't go any more. I wait till it comes out on DVD. Much less hassle. I just can't stomach rude people with phones when there are explicit signs and on-screen reminders to TURN THE BASTARD FUCKING THINGS OFF YOU IGNORANT ASSHOLES repeatedly before the movie starts. Another thing are people who walk into the movie TEN MINUTES after it has started! I mean, WTF? Why are these clowns even fucking BOTHERING to GO?

As for the Nazi no-photography dame, there ARE no laws against photography in a public place. None. Nada. Ziltch. And don't let anyone ever tell you any differently, not even a police officer.

People? I can see them fucking far enough.

Rob sounds a lot like me. He's quite right.

Those farmer's markets are usually open too early for me on the weekend, but I'm willing to get up early to take pictures of Marcie the Hippie Lettuce Nazi's produce just to irritate her.

This is hilarious -- especially since both Jimbo and Rob commented to validate their points. I heart you guys!

Wait until you find out Nazi Marcie is the annoying girl's mother.

Just wait until Rob and Jimbo go into a nursing home. Can you imagine all the drama that will ensue? The Shady Pines retirement home will never be the same.

The lettuce Nazi sounds a lot like those dog rescue league Nazis. Ridiculous!

Note to Jimbo: Next time, start with the theatre manager instead of the offenders with the cell phones.

I'm not even polite about it. The last time I confronted someone, I bellowed from my seat, "turn it off or get out". The guy started to get all snippy until half the theater started clapping, he thought better of it and turned off the damn phone. Jimbo, you can come watch movies w/me anytime.

That is why always get seats in the balcony at our theater, no one under 21 can get up there (they serve booze). and you can ignore the smelly, low brow, plebeians texting on their cell phones:

http://www.warrentheatres.com/eastbalcony.asp

Wow. I can't tell you how much I now resent all that time I spent changing the kids' diapers when, apparently, I could have been getting into altercations with produce merchants and kids in movie theaters, and otherwise living the superior life. Remind me to gnash my teeth and rend my garments later. It's hard to remember to feel inferior when you're so busy having a life, um, I mean, enduring suburban hell.

1) TJ, you are brilliantly hilarious. Please clone yourself and send yourself to my address C.O.D.

2) Consistently I run into the same old rule of social engagement: Never argue with a crazy person.

It pays to take a moment to comprehend what's going on in social interactions. This lady was nuts. There was no reason to engage her in conversation at all. She fits the mold of a classic 'troll' in that she is looking for trouble for the purpose of making other people suffer. That she did so, making a completely insane remark at Rob, completely fits the bill.

When there are rare moments where engagement is required, here is what I pull on them: Incredible niceness along with a look in my eye that says to them "I'm a content, assertive and stable homo homo sapiens. No shit you pull on me makes the slightest difference to me. This is why I find it so easy to be nice to you despite the fact that you are out of your fucking mind, mean, evil and lost in the world. Hi, how are you?" I've literally had negativity pushers, such as your dear sweet friend at the farmer's market, back away in frustration and fear. Many of these people turn into intimidated little puppies with their tail between their legs, slinking away to find a hole to hide in. It's astonishing to watch. Some people live in incredibly bizarre inner worlds.

3) Yuck. Fresh tomatoes. Same with cilantro. Same with beets and catfish. I don't care where you bought them. I guess it's just me.

If the phone is silent why the issue with texting?

Glad O headed over here and read the entry! Like Jimbo, the farmer's markets are too early for me to head to so I dunno about lettuce nazi-esque people there.

As for theater texters - one reason I don't like going to crowded ones.

i love this post. rob and i might be the same person.

I avoid the local farmer's market for all the smug hippies and yuppies (thus denying myself the health and joy of eating sustainable produce), but I would surely go with the two of you.

What I've learned: You have to always play the "asshole male" card in these situations.

Rob needed to say something like, "How about if I whip out my dick and piss on everything? How will that go over?" It sounds threatening and unstable, which is how most urban people view masculinity in a general sense. lol She would've probably shut her ass up and moved to the back of their stand.

Jimbo needed to just announce to the crowd in a deep voice, "Stop the fucking text messages before I get an usher." Again: threatening and unstable.

The saddest/funniest part: Jimbo would've been slipped six different phone numbers -- four from women, two from men -- before the end of the movie.

This entry cracked me up!
My husband sounds like a mash-up of Rob and Jimbo...while I just smile and hide.

I totally understand the Nobody puts baby in the corner. Oh Yes.I.Do.

Our twist is more like "nobody tells hubby he can't."

Great entry. Had me laughing out loud.

Texting in a theater is a pain in the ass because it's supposed to be DARK, that's why. While texting the little gadget is basically a damned flashlight in a theater. This happened the last time my man and I were in Portland; he politely confronted the half-drunk idiot girl who was still texting 20 minutes into the movie. She was MORTIFIED that he had the audacity to confront her about it. We left, asking for our money back at the cashier's window. The manager didn't understand why we wanted a refund. 'Um, because we've now not seen the first 20 minutes of this movie.' His reply: 'Oh, well, it always takes people a while to settle in...' He tried to resist paying us back. The husband was not having it. After much grumbling and an ugly oath or two, we got our money back. Watch the damned movie, people, and shut up. It's not your living room.

Hooray! I LOVE people that stand up to the likes of the lettuce nazi and the texter! I LIVE for moments when I get to be snarky to theater kiddies!

Here's the solution for the cell phone in the theater problem.

http://www.phonejammer.com/home.php?cat=249

OK, so It's a bit expensive, but every cell within 10 - 20 yards of this goes in "the hole." I'm thinking about getting one for my house to use on the "friends" who visit then spend the entire visit on their phones. BTW, there are more powerful versions. And, they're not exactly legal in the US.

I always ask permission because you know, it's the right thing to do. Plus it doesn't take more than a couple of seconds.

The way I look at it, the people who run farmers' markets have enough to deal with without someone shoving a camera in their faces. And of course, since I go every week, sometimes twice a week, they're going to see me again so it doesn't pay to be rude.

But that's just me. ;)

I'm a little late in replying this...

I actually is "famous" for confronting people in the theatre when they speak non-stop. My way of confronting? Yelling at the top of my lung telling them to 'SHUT THE PEEP UP'. I have to say, it works every time. I don't even have to look at them when I do that, they will shutup, finish the movie and run out of the theatre immediately. :D

Yes, Moby, Jimbo, you're welcome to watch movies with me any time of the day :D

Bought some tomatoes at the Dupont Circle farmer's market last week. My bf had a meltdown of the cost of said tomatoes, a price of over $1 each. He had no trouble eating them, however.

I like the concept, but the whole scene is getting obnoxious with untalented buskers and guys selling "Street Sense." Oh, and too many strollers.

Please tell rob that he is welcome to take pictures of my lettuce, tomatoes, and whatever produce the garden yields now that it has finally stopped flooding!

I cannot imagine a real "hippie" lettuce Nazi. MUST be an East Coast thing. We be much more realaxed out here in da west. The movie, tho? THAT sounds like a REAL horror movie to me....security INTERVIEWING you DURING the movie? Unbelievable. You've confirmed to me WHY I don't go to teen movies.