Never been to Hooters.
I've already recounted on previous occasions my two most embarrassing stage disasters. To recap:
1. Falling off the stage during opening night of THE DYBBK at the National Arts Center in Ottawa. (And uttering a profanity that was not used in 19th century Poland.)
2. Holding onto an audience member and whispering, "Move, Victor!" as I was making an exit in a blackout at the Factory Theater Lab in Toronto. (I thought he was the actor leading me off-stage at audience level.)
The obvious contributing factor to both these mishaps is that my pupils don't expand as they're supposed to when it goes from light to darkness. Consequently, I'm almost BLIND in the dark - or when it suddenly gets dark at any rate.