Good for you! One time we were in London where people are reluctant to confront anyone unless in their cups, and we went to see The Mikado. A woman behind us started SINGING ALONG to every damn number. Finally, my husband turned around and told her to shut the hell up. Everyone cringed as if they’d been struck. During “the interval,” a woman whispered: “Thank you.”
Nice to know I m not alone
I started taking throat lozenges to the plays to get folks to quit coughing.