Last night was one of those nights.
Lots of heartfelt stories. Lots of emotion.
I was in the audience, taking it all in. It didn’t take long to realize that I had absolutely zero tolerance for bullshit.
Or, more specifically… for a man loudly chewing popcorn right next to my ear while someone on stage was sharing a personal life-and-death story.
Really, dude?
We are not at the movies!
Here’s what I did to the Popcorn Man.
(Audio Recording)
