So today I went to the Tutankhamun exhibition with my dad and my brother. It was cool. I've been interested in Egypt for a very long time (although the fire died down considerably in 6th grade), and I was looking forward to seeing it.
It was an enjoyable experience. I saw wonderful things (hurhur), and I was impressed all over again with the scope and craftsmanship of Egyptian statuary and the like. I even gained some respect points for that douchebag Akhenaten that got rid of all the old gods and pushed his monotheistic sun god bullshit on everyone.
The one thing I did not like about the exhibition, however, was the people they allowed in. Oh my GOD. I don't know who the hell some of these people thought they were, but it was annoying as hell. Maybe it's just my undiagnosed misanthropic personality disorder talking, but I was PISSED OFF a good deal of my time there.
For starters, in the very first room of the thing there was this child with his mother...this kid had a HIDEOUS Southern drawl, like listening to someone beat a pig wearing overalls over the head with a banjo. He was asking sme question aloud, and I just couldn't help but give him a dirty look. I mean, I HATE children, and I am vastly unfond of Southern accents...but when the two combine, it produces a terirble chimera of sound that needs to be shot.
There was also another child, this one was about age ten, that was one of those effeminate (not the good kind) little dumbfucks with glasses that acts like a fucking college professor wherever he goes and reads shit out loud. If we wanted to hear someone reading the info on the card, we'd have gotten the god-damn audio tour.
The fun continued when I got stuck behind some stupid little family with the fattest father and the most timid-looking mother I have ever seen. I am relatively sure that that man has hit his wife many times in the past. The idiot father at one point actually touched one of the statues, The ones that Harrison Ford told us not to touch in the goddamn introductory video. Why the fuck would you go out of your way to touch these things, you stupid hick? How old are you, five? No, one of your children is five, and even it didn't touch anything. Furthermore, SHUT YOUR DAMN BABY UP. GET YOUR WIFE TO SHUT IT UP. SOMETHING. WHAT THE FUCK.
That brings up another similar point. The god damn babies. Why the hell would you bring your child to see something they can't really even SEE yet? All you're doing is making it difficult for other patrons to enjoy the exhibition by wearing those fucking baby carriers and rolling around your damn strollers. If you're going to bring your kick, at least shut the damn thing up. This cannot be accomplished by saying "shhhh." Babies are of a low enough intelligence that they're practically inanimate. Making an annoying noise is not going to shut them up. All it is going to do is annoy the fuck out of whoever is standing in earshot, and make them lift their arm in preparation to hit the both of you. Hopefully the person nearby has the sense to not actually knock you and your demon spawn across the room, like me. But not everyone's as outwardly nice as I am.
Also, people kept setting off the damn alarm. There's a reason you weren't supposed to touch anything. Stop it. I hate you. Kill yourself.
But overall, the experience was good. As I said above, it had interesting things, and I enjoyed the hell out of seeing them.