I dayseated today. Was there at 09.58 Number 12 or so in the queue (but at least one of the people in front of me were buying regular tickets for another date). Got seats A 10-11 which were excellent. There was someone in A 9, but nobody in A 7-8, so I guess they didn't sell all the seats. I think the entire row A are sold as day seats (A 7-30).
Oh and also during the show the cast all sing a WWI song (Its a Long Way to Tipperary, I think) and the bloody women all started singing along. They missed the poignant moments and stopped me enjoying any reflective moments too. My son has said he's not going to the theatre again either
It is very easy to be critical of people. Personally, "I" wouldn't criticise anyone for doing something that I couldn't do myself.
That attitude makes no sense to me. Whenever someone is doing a job they're being paid to do something competently, and if they're not doing the job well then the people they're doing it for have every right to complain. If a plumber did a bad job on your water supply would you refrain from complaining because you're no good at plumbing? If a bus driver crashes would you hold back from commenting because you can't drive a bus? If a pilot flies a plane into what the industry has rather morbidly referred to as cumulo-granite do you have to be a fellow pilot to say that the flight has been suboptimal?
When someone is paid to do something, or when you're paying for them to do something, then it doesn't matter whether you can do it. What matters is whether they can do it, and given that they're doing it for you nobody has more right than you to comment on it.