As I mentioned earlier I think someone wished me an interesting life. I am pretty sure that I am on a very short list of people with this story and the scary part is it's absolutely true.
I went to the movies with my son. He always likes to go to the first showing of the day and on week days the theater is often next to empty. I don't remember what movie we saw. I do remember that the only other people there that day were an elderly couple who I wouldn't have expected to see at that particular movie. As if confirming that they were in the wrong movie they got up and left about fifteen minutes into the showing. My son and I watched the movie and ate our popcorn and as the credits started to roll I tried to get up from my seat. Nothing happened. I didn't move. Curious, I thought. I tried to stand again and nothing. I was firmly seated.
"Hey, Brian," I said. "I can't stand up."
"You're just stiff from sitting."
"No. I really can't get up."
"Here", he said. "Give me your hand. I'll give you a pull."
Nothing. Still seated.
Brian frowned and pulled again. Nothing.
He yanked again, hard, and there was a ripping sound and I finally rose, parts of my jeans till on the seat.
Seems somebody had coated the seat with crazy glue and out of all the empty seats in the theater I chose that one to sit in.
I felt a bit of a draft. "How's it look?" I asked Brian.
He was quiet for a second. "It's not too bad. Keep your shirt pulled down though" he said while trying unsuccesfully not to laugh.
Sixteen different theaters in the complex. Thousands of empty seats and I chose the only one covered in glue. Was it that old couple? I know the theater ended up having to replace that seat and they payed for my jeans. To this day I check my seat before sitting. I'll bet you will too next time you go to the movies.