Whining and Whingeing

I have a massive headache. To be fair, I already had one before I went had to emcee the evening's book launch, about which not another word - except to say I can't deal with 'sufi' poetry unless it's by Rumi or Hafiz. Okay? Okay.

And how dare projectionists just skip an entire song in Across The Universe? Went to watch the first day first (heck, only) show on Friday, and had the misfortune to have a projectionist who could not wait until the reel was over before inserting the slide that announced the interval. So there were these nine folks lying in a field, singing Because and half a minute before the end of the reel, way before the markers flash, the dude turns the projector off. When the interval is over, he resumes from where he left off but now changes reels before the song is over.

He also skipped Something. What's the law on this?

And the end titles. Nothing annoys me more that theatres that cut short the end titles. At the end of LotR 1, I've fought with projectionists to show the last reel again, but I was really not in the mood to do a crusading act on Friday. But I've been spending nights composing bitter letters of complaint to Ramesh Prasad. I also dream that he will be so worried that this will come to the ears of Columbia Pictures, whose contract with the theatre owners states that every inch of the film has to be shown (except those portions that have not been allowed by the censors of the land) and who will sue Prasadz till they have no choice but to give up their theatre to the govt. to convert into a science museum, so that he will personally call me up and offer me a couple of tickets free for whichever film I might want to watch, which I shall nobly refuse, saying I didn't do any of it for free tickets; I'm capable of buying my own tickets thank you very much, it's the principle of the thing.

Finally, why do people say 'at the end of the day' in a profound undertone as if they're uttering one of life's mysteries when all they're doing is saying stupid things like 'at the end of the day, we have to stand by each other'? Life as roll call. I knew it.