So…just how many of you can say you’re the most famous person in your town?
I just so happen to be one of “those” people. No, I never dreamed of fame and fortune (oddly I'm still missing the "fortune" part of that..)
Truth be told, I'm not even into modern day pop culture and celebrity worship.... So it's shocking to be one of "those" people now...
Okay, granted, I’m not in Hollywood… Heck, I’m not even in a town with 100 people, but I’m still famous enough that I was recognized by a complete stranger. Shouldn't being recognized by a complete stranger count as some obscure level of fame???
It was not an old acquaintance.
Not some blast from the past.
Not a friend of a friend.
Not some random co-worker of a long lost relative.
A complete stranger.
Here’s the tale..
Had a carpet to shampoo…..Really in hindsight I’m thinking it was a wasted effort and I’d love to rip it up and start over, but I digress..
Headed into town, hit a grocery store to rent a Rug Doctor.
Had to fill out all those forms so they could hold my credit card ransom in exchange for the promise of a safe return of the lil red box of a carpet shampooer.
The fella checking over the forms checks my driver’s license to verify the address I included on the forms matched my ID and then chuckles & says “Noodle” under his breath......I’m used to this reaction…….lots of folks don’t believe such a town exist so I assure him: “Oh, I promise it’s a real town, regardless of how ridiculous it sounds”..
He replies “Oh I know, I read a blog from this hilarious chick that lives out there, she has this post about being caught by the UPS man in her underwear, and one about being hit with a Taser that is so funny!”
OMG! OMG OMG!
That’s MY BLOG!!!!
Yep, that’s me!
So I reply: “Oh, well, I’m happy you enjoy it...”
Took him a second to catch onto what I said…he looks at me, looks at my DL again and says “OMG That’s YOU!!….Did You really chase a spider with a lawnmower??”
“Yes hon, I sure did…and it wasn’t JUST a spider…it was a freakish, 8 legged beast intent on killing me…”
For a split second I thought about offering him my autograph, but since I’ve yet to write the screen play for “Noodleville” or star in a film, I thought that might have been pushing it…But hey, grocery store fella who wasn't wearing a name tag, if ya ever want that autograph, I’ll hook you up.