First, when I called the radio station to "win" the tickets I was caller #4. Hang up. Give it one more shot and am miraculously "Caller #9". What are the odds? Apparently pretty damn good when trying to get tickets for the crapfest called "Gigli".
Second sign was when I go to pick up the tickets, they ask me how many I want - which never happens on radio giveaways. (I took two extra that I wasn't even able to give away.) Obviously the radio station knew this was going to be a crapfest and didn't even bother wasting any of their precious radio station crap on giveaways before the flick.
Third, and finally, when Christopher Walken's cameo is so excrutiatingly bad that you can't wait for his scene to be over.
It was then that the anvil crushed my skull and I did what I had only done one other time (and then it wasn't because it was bad) - I got up and left the movie. 45 min into it. And it felt like soooooooooo much longer. It was bad. No, really. I mean it. Like, drive me to want to watch Eric Roberts movies kind of bad. Bad.