So today I saw WICKED for the millionith time. I was sitting in the rear mezzanine, and a row down from me was an awfully rude man. Throughout all of Act 1 he was texting, and the bright light from his phone really disturbed me. During "Something Bad", I told an usher. The usher warned him, and he kept on texting. At intermission, she confiscated the phone. Just as intermission was ending, and the downbeat started, he actually pulled a pack of cigarretes out and took out a cigarette and lighter. The usher immeadietly stopped him. I was appalled at his rude behavior, and I hope I never have the displeasure of meeting him again. Also, during the curtain call, when the whole cast gave their final bow, he said something obscene about the cast which I will not state.
Theatre is my life. No one can take that away from me.