Several years back, my best friend Amy and I were spending an afternoon with one of my favorite cousins who had recently moved to town. We watched several rented movies, and then he made us supper. After we were done eating, we climbed into his car so he could give us a ride back to my house. On the way there, we stopped off at the movie rental place to return the tapes we had rented for the afternoon. He parked the car along the curb so I could run in and run out quick without actually parking. Returning the movies took a little longer than I had expected, as there was a long line inside. Once I gave them back, I came out the door and hopped into the car parked alongside the curb, where I had left my cousin and Amy. I didn't notice anything was wrong right away...my cousin had a new white little 4 door car, and the car I jumped into upon walking out of the movie rental store was of the same description. And it WAS parked in the same spot. I sat down in the front seat and made a big issue of complaining about the line in the movie rental place, and then started cussing about the fact I could not find the door handle, and accused my cousin of moving it since it was not in the same place it was moments ago when I got out. I was interrupted by the sound of someone clearing their throat. It was a deep voice, very much unlike my cousin who has quite a feminine quality to his voice. I immediately froze, afraid to turn and see what I was suspecting at that moment. I finally slowly turned my head to look at the driver, and my fears were realized. Sitting in the drivers seat was a VERY large grizzly adams looking fella, giving me a quizzical grin. I looked out the windshield, and saw my cousin and Amy, sitting in my cousins car, in one of the parking spots across the parking lot. Both of them were laughing hysterically, and holding their sides in pain. I turned every shade of red imaginable, uttered a quick apology, and jumped out of the strangers car. I don't think I have ever been quite that embarassed before.
Jen - Being a theater gal, you should enjoy this one. Not my own moment, but one I witnessed. We were doing a musical my senior year in high school titled "Dracula Baby". I played two different roles in the musical, but during this particular scene change I was not needed, and I had ran out to the audience to watch from the viewers perspective for a bit. The curtains were drawn, and the stage crew were changing the scene on stage from an outdoor street scene, to a hospital bedroom scene. Somehow, the crew messed up BIGTIME, and left one of the large, ten foot high street lamps on the stage....right next to the bed in the hospital room. Thank God, my classmate playing the doctor in the new scene was great at ad-libbing. He casually strolled onto the stage, walked up to the actress playing the patient, lying in the bed, and said "Lucy, aren't you a little old for a night-light?" The audience roared in laughter, and the scene was saved. Gotta love those unexpected moments during live performances.
Mimi 🙂
