Indulging in this late morning snack, thus staving off my hunger coupled with the project I had to finish before a 1pm meeting, I didn't get to lunch until a little after 1:30.
For lunch, I decided I needed to go to the employee cafeteria to get me a turkey burger. Their turkey burgers are pretty OK, and after 1:30pm are only $2, a price I'm totally willing to pay for a turkey burger made at the employee cafeteria.
True story ends, or does it?
I got across the courtyard and opened the door to the building that houses the employee cafeteria. I admit it. I was in my own little world, being rude and tweeting about having just seen Mike Rowe. I didn't look behind me when I opened the door, y'know to hold the door open a bit for the person who is 2 steps behind me. I wasn't thinking. The door started to slam shut and it shut right on Mike Rowe, except I didn't know it was him, I only know I slammed the door shut on someone. I turned around, while saying "oh, gosh, I'm sorry." He looked up, smiled and said "it's OK."
Then I turned left to go into the employee cafeteria and he turned right to ask someone at the security desk a question.
End of story. Not as exciting as the time I scolded Danny Glover in public, but more exciting than the time I cracked 3 crabs for Tracy Chapman.
Tracy Chapman story please.
ReplyDeleteHi Anika,
ReplyDeleteMy TC story isn't very exciting. She used to shop at WFM. I was working behind the seafood counter. She ordered 3 dungeness crabs. I cracked and cleaned them while she continued her shopping. It was just a regular customer / fish monger interaction. I never acknowledged I knew who she was and she never acted like she was anyone other than someone who was ordering 3 dungeness crabs and wanted them cracked and cleaned. Not at all like when Kirk Hammet would come in and demand Mahi Mahi.