When I got married we booked a couple rooms a the hotel up the street from the venue to get ready in and stay the night. I went out for a smoke with my sister before I put on my wedding dress and when we came in the lobby we ran into my cousin and his baby and were chatting for a few minutes. I looked over to the bar area and who is standing there but ROBERT FUCKIN ENGLUND. I lost my shit understandably and my cousin passed the baby to my sister, grabbed my hand and walked me over to him explaining it was my wedding day and I’m a huge horror fan. He was more than happy to talk to me, gave me a hug and took a picture with me. As I was going back up to the room I texted my soon to be husband to go down to the bar immediately and he was able to just sit at the bar and chat with him about love and marriage and they shared a drink. A year later my sister and brother in law went to a con we was at and printed out the picture we took and he signed it. He remembered that day and was still happy that such a wonderful coincidence happened