My trips to my home town were not without happy moments. I really enjoy seeing my brothers, I always eat well, and, because of the car troubles, I had two train trips during which I could knit.
The train on my second trip was PACKED. Every seat sold out. Apparently there was some conference of workers in a state agency. It was FULL.
The seat next to me was taken by a rather disheveled young man who smelled a little bit like sweat and whose carry on luggage consisted of a 12-pack of Old Milwaukee in a messenger bag and a DVD player. After the first beer he smelled like a combination of a locker room and a bar floor. I decided to take my knitting to the cafe car and have myself a little cranberry juice...and a little fresh air.
Now here is where the trip got fun. I was sitting there, knitting, enjoying the space when a woman slipped into the seat across the table from me. I looked up a little surprised. She spoke first, laughing a little bit as she said, "I know who you are!"
"You do?" I asked.
"You're NOT Franklin!"
Her name was either Marnie or Marlie -- I'm a little hard of hearing -- and she doesn't have a blog, but she reads them. She is still waiting for her Ravelry invite, she works for the State of Illinois, and she was sitting with her boss, so she couldn't spend much time. She promised that she would friend me once she got her Ravelry invite.
So there you have it. I officially got recognized in public. She knew my name and didn't mistake me for Franklin. (Not that that is a bad thing...unless you are Franklin...who hasn't spoken to me much since that trashy girl in clip clops confused him the the gigantic 400 pound Jewish guy who makes Kelly Osbourne look positively ruddy.) Never mind. Now that I have a public, I'm going to hire a publicist. And a body guard. And a personal trainer. And maybe a stylist.
And a personal assistant...someone to call in and reserve Booth #1 at the Pump Room. Lord knows, a person of my stature shouldn't be doing that personally.
Good night, sweet Marnie (Mardie?), wherever you are!
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6 comments:
Congratulations on being recognized in public!! How exciting! Oh and your queue in Ravelry, that lace!! I love it!!
Don't forget the important celebrity accessory of all ...
You need to find yourself a Dolores :D
And your fan club grows .....
Don't forget us little people now that you're getting famous!
And to think we read him when..... LOL
That is so exciting! Thanks for visiting my blog. I definitely put you on my blogroll because you do amazing work
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