Spikey hair should be banned from cinemas!!!

Aaaaarrgh!! I just had to let it out. I finally had some free time to watch a movie during the deeparaya holidays so I decided to watch Zorro 2. Everything was fine until this guy with spikey hair walked in and sat right in front of me. Not only was he tall, when he sat up, his hair was blocking half the screen!!! The cinema was pretty crowded so there wasn't an empty place around for me to move to.

Can you imagine the frustration when I had to keep bobbing my head left, right and above his head to see the screen? I was so tempted to flatten out that hair in front of me!! Why do guys nowadays have to have this spikey hairstyle? Hope it goes out of style soon or cinemas better start implementing a ban on spikey heads to enter the cinema. They are an obstruction to others and hazardous to the owner....someone might get hurt you know. Maybe get their eyes poked out by the spikes or someone decided to do something drastic about that visual obstruction in front of him...who knows...

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