Changing Seats

Yesterday, my son and I decided to have a mother/son day and take in a movie.  Once again, I was greeted by TOES! Yes toes. Some people in the theatre who feel the need to act like they're at home, and place their feet on the chair in front of them.  Despite the fact that everyone has purchased a ticket (in some cases more than one), and want to enjoy the movie in peace.  Feet above my head is not my idea of enjoying a movie in peace! I see it more and more; I'm tired of changing seats.  Is it a generational thing? Back in the day, I did not see that.  I can't enjoy my movie with a pair of strange feet in my face.  Let's be real, I don't want someone I know feet in my face!  Is it only me? That's just rude.  If it's not toes, it's shoes. A big pair of dirty shoes propped up in your face as if to stare at you while you try to enjoy your snacks.  How about creating sections, like when there used to be smoking sections.  What about a foot section vs nonfoot section.  For those who like to prop their feet, they will purchase the applicable ticket, proceed to where there will be a designated area for foot proppers only with zero seating in front of their row;instead a space reserved  for their feet to be propped, and the nonfeet section will have peace & harmony.  Can't do that? Is that discrimination? What ever happened to the theatre attendants? Used to see them checking for disturbances; not anymore. Forgive me, for I am about to tell my age; I remember in the late 90's friends and I went to a movie with our young children.  One of the children fell asleep,and began to snore. Despite her mother's efforts to stop the snoring, someone near by was annoyed, and went to get an attendant.  The attendant approached my friend, and requested she leave or stop the child from snoring.  Now some of you may  say snoring is much worse than feet because feet do not make noise. Um...I don't want to hear snoring in a movie or have feet in my face; that simple.  Some of you may say why don't you get the attendant for the person with their feet in your face?  Because this is 2011 not 1999.  Mentally unstable people follow you to your car and cause you bodily harm, or how about the ones that physically assault you on the spot over a mere suggestion? Yeah, now you get the picture.  I don't call the attendant, and I definitely don't say anything to the juicy foot.  I'm tired of changing seats.