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NASCAR Dream Week
Well, NASCAR Dream Week continues, with all new drivers again. I would really like my brain to STOP NOW.
This one had to do vaguely with work and NASCAR. Something happened with work that got me a raise (apparently this "review" I went into was an "either we'll fire her or give her a raise" kind of deal that everyone knew I was on the brink of being fired - and yet I got the raise). I also got a bonus - tickets to a race.
A race in the middle of bumfuck nowhere, moreso than your usual race.
I was there with my sister, and we're walking along the route with stuff to buy to get to the track, and there was a retail area selling furniture. And Mikey was in there selling...furniture. Let it be known, the retail area was NAPA, and NAPA apparently carries furniture in my brain. (I'm at least proud that NAPA is one of his sponsors and he does have a furniture place as another sponsor. So there's logic in the combination.) I said hey to Mikey (as no one else had noticed it was him) and introduced him to Chester and pointed out that Chester's harness is NAPA blue. (It is, in fact, NAPA blue.)
So we got his autograph and he was cool (despite the plaid fisherman's hat he was wearing). So we started walking toward the race venue again, but just as we started walking (still in the furniture retail area) I noticed a guy sitting in one of the recliners (back to me) and took a few steps past thinking "That isn't...is it?"
So I turned and said..."Hermie?"
Totally was. Hermie Sadler. I asked for his autograph, and he was very accomodating. His wife came by, so Hermie walked with her to another area of the retail store and was chatting with her and signing something for me, and then I sat with him and was talking and it was great. At one point a guy sat in the chair behind me (I was turned sideways to talk to Hermie) and it took me forever to figure out that it was Elliott. But really, who cares about Elliott when HERMIE!!!!! And suddenly there were people all over and Hermie walked off to sign more autographs.
I panicked.
See, I was searching through my purse for something big for him to sign for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bubblesbrnaid, because it's HERMIE. And he was leaving me. So I ran after him and got in the midst of all the people (luckily it was down to a couple by then - it's Hermie after all) and just grabbed a furniture brochure and ripped off the back (which had a nice sized white space) and he signed that. I mentioned something at some point about Jerry Nadeau, and then he was done and being whisked off to the race and there was this great long note to Bubbles thanking her for her support and just ten million times better than just an autograph.
And then we ran into my sister's florist from her wedding and I woke up.
Well, NASCAR Dream Week continues, with all new drivers again. I would really like my brain to STOP NOW.
This one had to do vaguely with work and NASCAR. Something happened with work that got me a raise (apparently this "review" I went into was an "either we'll fire her or give her a raise" kind of deal that everyone knew I was on the brink of being fired - and yet I got the raise). I also got a bonus - tickets to a race.
A race in the middle of bumfuck nowhere, moreso than your usual race.
I was there with my sister, and we're walking along the route with stuff to buy to get to the track, and there was a retail area selling furniture. And Mikey was in there selling...furniture. Let it be known, the retail area was NAPA, and NAPA apparently carries furniture in my brain. (I'm at least proud that NAPA is one of his sponsors and he does have a furniture place as another sponsor. So there's logic in the combination.) I said hey to Mikey (as no one else had noticed it was him) and introduced him to Chester and pointed out that Chester's harness is NAPA blue. (It is, in fact, NAPA blue.)
So we got his autograph and he was cool (despite the plaid fisherman's hat he was wearing). So we started walking toward the race venue again, but just as we started walking (still in the furniture retail area) I noticed a guy sitting in one of the recliners (back to me) and took a few steps past thinking "That isn't...is it?"
So I turned and said..."Hermie?"
Totally was. Hermie Sadler. I asked for his autograph, and he was very accomodating. His wife came by, so Hermie walked with her to another area of the retail store and was chatting with her and signing something for me, and then I sat with him and was talking and it was great. At one point a guy sat in the chair behind me (I was turned sideways to talk to Hermie) and it took me forever to figure out that it was Elliott. But really, who cares about Elliott when HERMIE!!!!! And suddenly there were people all over and Hermie walked off to sign more autographs.
I panicked.
See, I was searching through my purse for something big for him to sign for
bubblesbrnaid, because it's HERMIE. And he was leaving me. So I ran after him and got in the midst of all the people (luckily it was down to a couple by then - it's Hermie after all) and just grabbed a furniture brochure and ripped off the back (which had a nice sized white space) and he signed that. I mentioned something at some point about Jerry Nadeau, and then he was done and being whisked off to the race and there was this great long note to Bubbles thanking her for her support and just ten million times better than just an autograph.And then we ran into my sister's florist from her wedding and I woke up.
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