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Monday, January 17, 2011

Embarrassing Moment #358

While out and about today I was approached by a woman who informed me that she saw me on the TV last night.   "That was you right? You had great stuff.  I have a shop at the swap meet up north on Saturdays. You're a movie star. You're famous."
 She continued to tell me that her husband thought my last name was Utah and that he wasn't going to believe that she met me.  She kept going back and forth asking me if I saw the show with the guy who had all the chickens who lived in his house and the lady with the cats.  I had to clarify that I WASN'T the lady with the cats, just to make sure she knew what she was talking about.  "I know who you are, you have the sweet boyfriend.  I've seen the show a few times.  It was just on again last night."
Yes, I have the sweet boyfriend, which we're going on 4 years at the beginning of February!
At this point I'm already feeling like I want to bolt, I can tell other people are listening, trying to figure out what show she's talking about, while "browsing" the book aisle. Damn shopping cart that I had with me was in the way.
She continues blabbering about wishing she had a book because she'd have me sign it so she could prove to her husband that she really met "Lisa Utah".  I'm just trying to think how politely cut her off and leave- I don't want to be an ungrateful "famous" person.
I continue to do my thing, search for old books for create artist trading cards (for an art workshop assignment) and as I turn around, she's back, with a book shoved in my face.  "Will you please sign this, with the network name you were on. You don't have to put your last name on it."
You got it- you couldn't pay me enough to put my last name on that 2001 journal (with a $1.00 price tag)- I couldn't put Dona, my grandmother, through that kind of embarrassment!
As she walks away, happy as a clam, she starts telling other people, she's famous, she was on a show.  Ask her about it. I felt like the biggest idiot- especially when people started asking what show it was.
Three minutes later I heard the familiar husky voice, asking me to turn around.  "Look, I brought my daughter back with me so she could see you.  She didn't believe me either."

 My hoard of books to make my cards
Did I mention I was at the D.I.? 

*I've added a link here so you can learn about Artist Trading Cards.*