After hundreds of plays and shows, it finally happened to me last night. At 'Touch of the Poet," two minutes into the show I started a small cough which I couldnt' control. I was missing dialogue trying to suppress this stupid cough.
A guy that sits next to me, gave me a whole package of Halls and I managed to stop, he thought that I was gonna stop breathing.
Luckily after intermission, I was better and I didn't get any dirty looks or anything.
'Take me out tonight where's there's music and there's people and they're young and alive.'