tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32971000.post1007499286178537693..comments2023-08-23T04:28:44.263-04:00Comments on Making my Mark: Memories Rewind: More than a CheeseburgerMadison Sandershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350350402291138649noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32971000.post-40505949479467520712010-05-20T18:20:18.468-04:002010-05-20T18:20:18.468-04:00Yes, I do! (Sorry this is so long.)Several years a...Yes, I do! (Sorry this is so long.)Several years ago I went to a movie one afternoon by myself, something I had never done, but my hubbie was out of town and I really wanted to see this 'chick flick.' I sat several rows from the back in the small theater on the second seat in from the aisle, with my purse in the seat beside me, but with my arm through the strap. <br /><br />Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, several minutes into the movie, I saw movement in the aisle beside me. I turned quickly and stood up with my purse and saw a man on the floor about 6 feet from me. I said loudly, "What are you doing?!" "Oh, I dropped my lighter and it rolled down here," he said awkwardly. "Sure,' I said, "who takes a lighter out in the movies!" I walked quickly to the opposite end of the row and sat down just to catch my breath. I could hardly breathe and my heart was racing. <br /><br />As tears started down my cheeks, I realized he was probably trying to take my purse, not knowing my arm was in the strap. I was shaking so bad, and knew I had to leave, but first I went to talk to the manager. He was really apologetic and so kind. He got me some water and a free ticket and let me sit until I calmed down. In the meantime I gave them a description as best I could, remembering the dark theater. He confided in me that there had been several such attempts in the last few months and they really were trying to catch the man. Of course, by this time he was long gone, out some back door probably. The manager walked me to my car. I was never so glad to get home ... and never again would I go to a movie alone!Mary Pattersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02621065814497847370noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32971000.post-76757694231443298982010-05-19T21:17:34.978-04:002010-05-19T21:17:34.978-04:00Sure do the day I went to open a cabinet yrs ago. ...Sure do the day I went to open a cabinet yrs ago. I was opening my cabinet door to get my mop solution and I just happened to look and low and behold there was a snake looking at me. I screamed bloody murder. Went and got and ax --cut the things head off. This visitor was not welcomed at all.tam7777https://www.blogger.com/profile/02593662103826967447noreply@blogger.com