Agh!!!
Hillary Clinton. I met her. She shook my hand. I’m in disbelief forever, for the rest of my life. I can’t wait to tell you every detail. (Seriously, I have about a million posts because I’m remembering every moment, baby! Hillary Clinton.)
So, let’s start at the very beginning when I first found out. One of my friends at work told me that Hillary Clinton was going to be doing a book signing.
Of course I was dying to go, but I didn’t think there’d be any way I could get out of work… However, when I mentioned to my boss that Hillary was doing a signing, I didn’t even have to ask if I could go. He looked at me and said, “You have to go.” It was awesome! He expanded a little with something like “She’s Hillary Clinton. I know this would mean everything to you.”
Do I, or do I not have the most awesome boss?
I tried to wrangle up a partner in crime from somewhere, but I couldn’t get anyone to go with me! Some people sort of poo-pooed the idea, thinking it was going to be too much of a hassle. “Oh, 7 hours in line just to meet her for 20 seconds? What’s the point? Is that worth it?”
There was also this idea of, “she’s gonna run. She’ll be doing tons of events. There will be other times when you can meet her.” But will there be? And even if there are, why wait? You never know what could possibly happen in the future. It’s dangerous not to take opportunities when they come.
Nonetheless, going into Thursday, the week had been sort of long. There was an itsy bitsy teeny part of me that thought, “Are the party poopers right? Should I wake up at 4 in the morning to go wait forever on the hopes of meeting her for a split second? Or should I just responsibly get sleep and go to work?”
Of course, after I had that completely insane thought, I thought, “um, of course all the party poopers aren’t right!” Not to brag about myself a little (though, come on, it’s me. When do I not, right?) – but this is one of the things that I truly believe makes me special. When other people say, “it’s going to be too tiring” or “too hard” or any of those “too, too, too” things… I say, “let’s try it anyway.”
That’s how I get to live and get to experience things.
Example: I won a freaking car on The Price is Right at my first time attending a taping. I know people who’ve lived out here for years and have never gone because “eh, what are the chances I’d get picked?”
Of course, not everything you try is going to reap big rewards. Maybe I’m just way more willing to waste my time in lines and things than other people are. Maybe I’m going to fritter away my life in various lines.
But this works for me. There have been too many times I wish I’d done something (and practically zero times in which I regretted trying something) for me to not have learned my lesson by now. So, if you want me to wake up at 4 and get in a many-hours-long line to do something I really, really want to do – I’ll be there, baby!
We’ll pick up here tomorrow.