Things have been kind of crazy in my life. On top of one of the biggest weekends of my career I've also been dealing with a bruised heart but that's another story for another day. I just got done with Homecoming Weekend and the highlight of the weekend was a comedy show featuring Joel McHale from The Soup. I am a huge fan and could not wait to meet him (again). I saw him do stand up twice before and met him after the show for a picture after the first time. However - this time I would be spending significant time with him - which I was very excited about. Little did he know that he was on the road to being my best friend. However there were a few road blocks.
Road block #1 - In the shower the morning of the show I realize that I never received the box of merchandise that I was supposed to get in the mail. I am told by the agent to "just give him a call on his cell phone" like it's no big deal. I call him after I know he has landed and ask how is flight was - he says he's still in LA - is that a problem?? I say well yes it is because that means I'll have to get on stage. Obviously he is kidding. I hope.
Road block #2 - Joel gets to the college safely with merchandise in hand and I show him his dressing room. I had a couple of nice copies of the poster we had made for him to sign. I come back a little bit later (with professional photag in tow to take a pic of me and my new bff) and he scolds me for calling The Soup, Talk Soup - the old name for the show. WOOPS. Completely an oversight on my part. So not only did he nicely autograph the posters but also crossed out the word Talk and wrote an arrow with the word "The" and then the word "Nice" next to it. For the remainder of the evening he calls me The Sarah.
Road block #3 - The show starts with an alum as an opener and as soon as he starts I quickly get Joel from the dressing room - with a security guard with me because we were going to be taking in through the back way to avoid being seen from the crowd. There were doors that were locked which is why I have the guard with me. So I am nervous because I don't know how long the opener is going to be telling jokes for and we get to the door that's locked. I look over at the guard and he's like "I don't have any keys" I am about to scream "I will f--king kill you but try to keep my cool in front of my new bff. For all we know the opener was saying "And now your favorite guy from the show Talk Soup - Joel McHale! (he also messed up the name when he actually did say it) and we were stuck behind a locked door with a group of lost college girls who started screaming this high decibel scream when they saw him.
Road block #4 - The show was awesome - the crowd loved him. I only had to hold my breath 3-4 times when he started talking about no rights for minorities, lazy priests, and when he totally called out the photographer from earlier when she practically ran across the stage to take a picture of him and he says "did a silver haired boy just run by?" and proceeded to dance around the stage saying Rhode Island had its very own elf. (which to his defense she looked exactly like)
Road block #5 - The show ends and I am trying to get Joel through the crowd by his precious merchandise table and need to corral the bodies into forming a line. They are not listening and I feel like no one is helping me. First Joel wants to know why his t-shirts aren't out on the table (so no one stole them during the show) and then tells me that people are not going to listen to me. (oh yes they will). So I finally get a good flow down - which i knew would happen. He is patiently meeting with every fan and taking pictures (loved how he was making fun of every person that came through. including the girl dressed up as spaghetti cat. he asked her if she had mental problems) although every once in awhile he would turn to me and ask me if the t-shirts were out. were people buying the god damn t-shirts. (no joel - college students can't afford $25 t-shirts. I could barely get them to buy a $10 ticket to the show.)
We then walked back to the dressing room and chatted for a bit - talked about where i was from, how i liked it, what i do at the school, etc. etc. he was very concerned if i thought the show was ok. i then told him that i had seen him twice before and he looked shocked. We chat about both shows I saw - and talked about how bitterly cold it was when I saw him in Boston on NYE. He was like well if you are ever in LA you should come see a taping of the Soup - he's like you have my number. (well bff you don't have to ask twice!) So we walk back to where the car service was waiting and my bff gives me an affectionate hug and thanks me for everything - then says to my two coworkers - "she has seen me twice before - she really is a fan". It's official. Even after all our road blocks we were bff's. I'm sure he is planning on how to give me a shout out on the next episode of The Soup right now. So after we made arrangements to mail the box of merchandise back to him (because we couldn't find packing tape to tape it back up for the plane)he then turned to leave and turned back around, waved, and said "Bye The Sarah".
And then I went and stole one of the t-shirts out of the box for myself. I deserved that damn $25 shirt.
Road block #1 - In the shower the morning of the show I realize that I never received the box of merchandise that I was supposed to get in the mail. I am told by the agent to "just give him a call on his cell phone" like it's no big deal. I call him after I know he has landed and ask how is flight was - he says he's still in LA - is that a problem?? I say well yes it is because that means I'll have to get on stage. Obviously he is kidding. I hope.
Road block #2 - Joel gets to the college safely with merchandise in hand and I show him his dressing room. I had a couple of nice copies of the poster we had made for him to sign. I come back a little bit later (with professional photag in tow to take a pic of me and my new bff) and he scolds me for calling The Soup, Talk Soup - the old name for the show. WOOPS. Completely an oversight on my part. So not only did he nicely autograph the posters but also crossed out the word Talk and wrote an arrow with the word "The" and then the word "Nice" next to it. For the remainder of the evening he calls me The Sarah.
Road block #3 - The show starts with an alum as an opener and as soon as he starts I quickly get Joel from the dressing room - with a security guard with me because we were going to be taking in through the back way to avoid being seen from the crowd. There were doors that were locked which is why I have the guard with me. So I am nervous because I don't know how long the opener is going to be telling jokes for and we get to the door that's locked. I look over at the guard and he's like "I don't have any keys" I am about to scream "I will f--king kill you but try to keep my cool in front of my new bff. For all we know the opener was saying "And now your favorite guy from the show Talk Soup - Joel McHale! (he also messed up the name when he actually did say it) and we were stuck behind a locked door with a group of lost college girls who started screaming this high decibel scream when they saw him.
Road block #4 - The show was awesome - the crowd loved him. I only had to hold my breath 3-4 times when he started talking about no rights for minorities, lazy priests, and when he totally called out the photographer from earlier when she practically ran across the stage to take a picture of him and he says "did a silver haired boy just run by?" and proceeded to dance around the stage saying Rhode Island had its very own elf. (which to his defense she looked exactly like)
Road block #5 - The show ends and I am trying to get Joel through the crowd by his precious merchandise table and need to corral the bodies into forming a line. They are not listening and I feel like no one is helping me. First Joel wants to know why his t-shirts aren't out on the table (so no one stole them during the show) and then tells me that people are not going to listen to me. (oh yes they will). So I finally get a good flow down - which i knew would happen. He is patiently meeting with every fan and taking pictures (loved how he was making fun of every person that came through. including the girl dressed up as spaghetti cat. he asked her if she had mental problems) although every once in awhile he would turn to me and ask me if the t-shirts were out. were people buying the god damn t-shirts. (no joel - college students can't afford $25 t-shirts. I could barely get them to buy a $10 ticket to the show.)
We then walked back to the dressing room and chatted for a bit - talked about where i was from, how i liked it, what i do at the school, etc. etc. he was very concerned if i thought the show was ok. i then told him that i had seen him twice before and he looked shocked. We chat about both shows I saw - and talked about how bitterly cold it was when I saw him in Boston on NYE. He was like well if you are ever in LA you should come see a taping of the Soup - he's like you have my number. (well bff you don't have to ask twice!) So we walk back to where the car service was waiting and my bff gives me an affectionate hug and thanks me for everything - then says to my two coworkers - "she has seen me twice before - she really is a fan". It's official. Even after all our road blocks we were bff's. I'm sure he is planning on how to give me a shout out on the next episode of The Soup right now. So after we made arrangements to mail the box of merchandise back to him (because we couldn't find packing tape to tape it back up for the plane)he then turned to leave and turned back around, waved, and said "Bye The Sarah".
And then I went and stole one of the t-shirts out of the box for myself. I deserved that damn $25 shirt.
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