To the lady who brought an infant to the 6:20 pm show of Iron Man 2 at Dartmouth Crossing on May 21st, I'd just like to say thanks. Thanks for ruining our family night out.
Thanks for indirectly flushing my money down the toilet (any idea how much a movie and popcorn is for three people these days?!). Thanks for being so considerate to get up from your seat, only to walk the exit ramp with the baby instead (we can still hear you!).
Maybe you can't afford a sitter... I get that, but do the rest of us have to suffer? Here's some advice... next time, wait for the DVD! —PO'd