But I think what really made this movie-going experience memorable is what happened after. The very instant the credits started rolling, the woman two seats down jumped up and rushed out of the aisle. This normally wouldn't be any big deal, but she was in such a hurry that when I took .3 seconds to reach down and try to grab my purse off the floor and out of her way, she decided to climb over my head instead of waiting. This struck me as a little odd, and I gaped and stuttered for a moment after. At which point, she turned around, looked at me like I was crazy, and asked, "Are you all right?"
Honestly. She had just straddled my head in a movie theater, and she asked what's wrong with me.
Sometimes, my life is so much more interesting than it needs to me.
(True: I nicked my armpit shaving this morning. I'd say it's the worst thing ever, but I had my head straddled by a stranger yesterday, which really puts things into perspective.)