Dialogue on fame
We had a post-Christmas, pre-inventory sale at Woolcott today. Big sale.
Big, big sale.
I’m afraid that due to the big, big sale and the big, big crowds it attracted, I am no longer competent to string together a coherent sentence. But apparently in the past I was capable of stringing together a coherent sentence (or even two or three) because when I arrived at the store this morning, I had the following dialogue with Sean, our wonderful store manager:
Sean: Hey, did you know that you are famous?
Me: Um…no?
Sean: Yeah, I got my Stitch ‘N Bitch 2007 calendar and there’s a quote from you in it!
Me: You’re kidding.
Sean: Yeah, well you know, they say you shouldn’t look through all the days of the year when you first get the calendar, but I couldn’t resist and all of a sudden I saw this quote and I thought, “Hey I know that person!”
Me: Yeah, come to think of it, I wrote the Debbie Stoller crew a few sentences about my favorite yarn or something ages ago, but then I never heard anything more about it.
Sean: Well, you’re in there. Towards the end of the year. You’re famous!
Me: (Grumbling) Well, they could have bothered to tell me! Instead of just thrusting this kind of fame upon me! Is that even legal?
As I’m sure is clear enough to all of you, it’s just one short step from being quoted in a Stitch ‘N Bitch calendar to spending the majority of your waking hours dodging paparazzi and guzzling champagne on yachts with Paris Hilton and Kid Rock.
In the meantime, you might want to check it out. You could say you knew me when.
December 27th, 2006 at 6:29 am
Talk about brain-dead. And now I’m up at 5am, thinking of the best way to proceed with inventory! YIKES PSYCHO.
Anyway, I’m bringing in the calendar for your to witness your fame! LOL Famous and didn’t even know it.
December 27th, 2006 at 10:52 am
Will you still speak to us little people now that you are a Super Fantastic Famous Person?
December 27th, 2006 at 2:52 pm
Ohmigawd, Ellen – no, no, it’s much, much *worse* than champagne and paparazzi! You might have to have a–
::dramatic pause, with shudders::
Celebrity Wedding!!!!!! Catering with California cuisain’t and a humongous tent and valet parking and security and someone weird performing the ceremony and Shelley being the ringbearer and breaking away halfway down the aisle to chase Zeno (because the mini-bouquet on Zeno’s pink diamond-studded collar makes him unrecognizable – he’s the flower cat – of course you have your pets taking part) through the massive crowd while everyone screams and falls over and and and heaven help us, maybe having to lose *2* dress sizes before all this! Eeeeeeeeeeeee!
(Just remember – don’t look up when the helicopters fly over after the tent collapses.)
(Can I have your autograph?)
(Congrats! [g])
December 27th, 2006 at 9:08 pm
Hey everyone! Further intelligence: I’m December 10th.
Check it out!
December 27th, 2006 at 11:04 pm
You’ll have to knit a really cool disguise now to avoid detection. Now I feel a need to buy the calendar. Which day were you?
December 28th, 2006 at 10:29 pm
[…] In the blur of activity, not to mention the excitement of finding out I was famous, I also failed to tell you about other aspects of our holiday celebration and the week. […]