In the middle of the movie a guy behind us was arguing with someone in our row. It seemed that a guy was mad at a girl and then her boyfriend stood up to stop it, then they were yelling loudly- standing up- during the movie… and they were getting mad.
I, being the do-gooder and also the paranoid “they might have a gun!” thinker that I am, ran to go get an usher or manager or someone.
I was on the end seat, so I jump up and dash out of the theater. Right down the hall were a whole group of ushers standing together. Perfect! (Cute ushers I might add.)
I was so nervous and excited about the incident in the theater, I blurted “THERE’S A FART!”
Oh no I did not just say that.
Quickly I say, “I mean a FIGHT!” and they were off to go see what was going on and HOPEFULLY (yeah right) didn’t even hear what I said or talk about it later during break and after hours and maybe still to this day. “That girl- ha- she came to tell us someone farted in the theater- ha.” (Yeah, a bit paranoid I am.)
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