Saturday, December 17, 2005
I Still Got Diddley
Remember my odyssey with Bo Diddley and the Nike Poster?Well, it just so happens that my car service center's manager was having another customer appreciation party and Bo Diddley was to attend again. Unfortunately, it fell on Saturday, just as we were preparing to go out of town for the holidays. Still, I planned to try and stop by just for a few minutes and bring my poster for an autograph.
However, the weather did not want to cooperate, and there was a torrential downpour all afternoon. I elected to leave my poster where it was, but still go by and give Bo my card and see about meeting him later to get his autograph.
Unfortunately, I and the family arrived just as dinner had been served. When the center's manager told me I could meet him in about fifteen minutes, I told him I had to leave and that I just wanted to give him my card. However, he insisted I meet him directly, and took me to his table to shake his hand.
So there I was, dripping wet, leaning over Mr. Diddley, interrupting his meal of General Tso's chicken. I stammered an introduction, shook his hand, and then promptly left. I'd already interrupted his meal, something I thought was terribly rude - how could I then explain the poster thing then and not feel like a total jackass?
Ah well, I'm bound to run into him again sooner or later.
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