This final encounter is not easy for me to share. Indeed, I still owe this event a good cry. You know how you get that goofy feeling when you see someone unexpectedly. Think of a
celebrity or sports figure? I’ve done that before. Saw Kasey Kahne, my favorite NASCAR racer one time in the garage area. I felt so dumb, I could barely smile and nod. Thankfully, then, I knew how to keep my mouth shut.
Not so much during conference. I talked WAY too much and stuck my foot in my mouth WAY too often! Blah!
Then here came the editor I’d spoken with the day before. (You better believe I’ve changed the names here!)And so, as my job during the beginning of the gala was to collect tickets and greet everyone, there I was at the door seeing everybody. Those I knew and those I only recognized. For more on my pre-gala situation, see this post – and you can even hear my accent!
“You’re, uh … you’re … you’re …” Line held up. Patient look crosses editor’s face.
I swear I was so dumbfounded at seeing this person that I couldn’t even remember my own name, let alone his!
Finally, the editor dons an indulgent smile. “Linus Richards.”
“Yes,” I shouted and pointed. (I actually pointed at the man!) “That’s right.” Really Marji? That’s the best you could do?
I think I should have been a game show host.
Ugh! The lameness of it all. I’m not usually so ridiculous, but there it came squeezing out all over the place. And in front of one of the few people I’d really hoped to impress. Let’s just say I’m not holding my breath with that opportunity.
Calgon, take me away!
Your turn: If you haven’t already shared your Calgon moment, or maybe yours is perfect for “Wannagetaway,” by all means share on this last chance. Or maybe you had more than one. Goodness knows I did!