The story of our seeing Ben Hur originally: As I said we went to a late showing. Not much seating left in theatre, so we were about five/six rows back from the screen (much too close). In the scene, after the chariot race, where Masala is surely dying and his physician wishes to amputate his legs, there was a wide shot, and you could see the awful, awful bloodiness of his wrecked legs, I became nauseous. I don't do blood well! I went to the ladies room, and for some reason they had left about a two foot square of tile projecting out into the carpeted area. At the point of entrance, I fainted, fell to the tile, and split my chin open. Since everyone in the theatre seemed to be forgoing restroom breaks, I lay there for a bit, finally got up and made it to the sink, and was washing away the blood with paper towels, trying to stanch the flow from the hanging flap on my chin. Finally, a lady came in, said oh, my goodness, can I help you? I told her to go to the 5th or sixth row, down front, center aisle, and get my date, Bob, to come get me. She did, and he was shocked. He wanted to take me directly to the emergency room, but I told him since it was so late, and my mother would have a fit if she were called from a hospital, we drove to my house, and the 3 of us set off for the emergency room. That is a story in itself, but after having to go another hospital's ER, I finally got 16 stitches in the chin, bandaged up, and he took us home. He was mine forever after that experience! So tender and caring was he, even won my mom's heart! After dating for a few months, we go married. Still together after 51 years. (I still have a very faint scar on the chin!) So that is the story. As we watched the other night, he said "I don't remember this at part at all". To which I reminded him that at that part, we were probably in the ER getting me sewn up!
Now is that a strange "meet cute" or what? !! LOL