The state that I live in has banned smoking indoors at all restraunts. I don't want to get into a debate about smoking vs non-smoking, or electronic cigarettes.
Hubby and I went out to dinner at a steakhouse named after lengthy antlers. We had just gotten seated in a booth when a party of four was seated behind us. In this group was Queen Snowflake (QS). The server brought their drinks and QS began to sound off on her: "I have an electronic cigarette and the manager said I can't use it here because people might think that I am smoking! I need an address and phone number for the president of the company! This is ridiculous! Smoking bans are just stupid. I lived in California and I voted against smoking bans and I remember the night that the ashtrays were pulled and it was just stupid!" and on and on. The server got her the information and tried to smoothe things over. QS wasn't having it. She kept loudly telling her tablemates about how her rights were being infringed upon by smoking bans and (I bleep you not) that "All these people's rights are NOT more important than MY RIGHT to smoke wherever and whenever I want! Smoke can't hurt them!" She was so loud Hubby and I couldn't have a conversation in a normal tone of voice. Her husband weighed in with how the federal government was destroying everyone's personal rights and no one can tell people where to smoke and on and on.
QS then loudly tells her tablemates about how she pitched a hissy fit at a steward on a plane for not allowing her to bring a carryon bag that was too big for the plane's interior. "He said that I could have two bags but I told him I only had ONE bag and it's MY RIGHT to carry any size bag I want! They threatened to not let me fly so I called my LAWYER and they had to let me on! Then they delayed the takeoff with some weather excuse to try and piss me off. So I laid down in the airplane aisle because I was tired and their stupid delay was interrupting MY REST. They made me get up and I told that *expletive* that I was going to lay down wherever I pleased because I paid for my ticket and I was on time for the flight so they had no right to be late. When I asked for a drink he told me I couldn't have alcohol and I told him I wasn't drunk and never drank and he could bring me water! What a *expletive*...." and on and on, regaling her party with tales of entitled behavior and rudeness and how no one's rights were more important then hers. Yes, she literally said that more than once.
At this point I couldn't stand much more. I couldn't follow Hubby's words in conversation....after whispering to Hubby that as a nurse I was sorely tempted to begin loudly describing (I'm working on the cancer unit, use your imagination
), I asked him if he thought that we should move. It was early in the evening and there were ample empty tables. We asked to be moved and I told our server when we were out of earshot that QS was so nasty, loud and unpleasant that I didn't want to sit near her and have my meal ruined. The server was very sympathetic and we gave her a few dollars extra on the tip for her consideration and fast action.
Was I rude to ask to be moved? I know that the party behind us saw us ask for a move, and I'm sure QS had something to say. We were quiet about it and discreet and there were no glares or PA comments as we moved. We gathered our things and moved quickly to our table. I didn't want to ask the waitress to quiet QS because I didn't want to throw the girl under the bus, cost her a tip from that harpie or get into it with QS myself (and I would have lost my ehell completely had she said one word to me). Should I have asked for the manager, or was it better to just get moved?
That woman was Nichol and Dresser Queen all in one. We laughed the rest of the night about how OUR RIGHTS were infringed on by the bookstore not giving us free stuff and the theater charging us for tickets and whatever else we could think of...
BTW, see "Inception". It was great!