Not only did my husband wait in line at midnight Wednesday night to buy the latest World of Warcraft, but he took yesterday and today off of work to "set it up."
New levels of geekdom have been reached here at the Drama House. I'm a little embarrassed to claim him right now.
He's been in front of the computer almost non-stop. He's taken breaks to eat but I fear he'd pee in plastic bottle if he thought he could get away with it.
I tried to think of when, if ever, I camped out or stood in line for anything and the only thing that came to mind happened in the late 1980's.
I was in junior high. My best friend called me beyond excited and squeely and said I was never, ever going to guess who was going to be at the mall in the valley signing autographs!!!! Even over the phone I could tell she was jumping up and down. I played her reindeer game and said, "who?" and she screamed in my ear THE ENTIRE CAST OF 21 JUMP STREET!!!!
And then I started screaming and jumping up and down too because Oh. My. God. Johnny Depp!! Signing autographs!! At the mall!!
I begged my mom to let me go and a few days later Mrs. Best Friend drove us to the mall on the day that had been circled with a heart and smeared with kisses on our calendars.
I took great care with my outfit: a pink half sweater, acid washed jeans, a white belt (the kind that buckled on a diagonal so the tongue was hanging down below my waist) pink and blue eye shadow, multiple pairs of socks and leather booties. Cut me some slack, you know you were dressed the same way!
We got to the mall when it opened to be at the front of the line and were blown away that there was no line.
Johnny and co were signing autographs to raise money for a charity and one could either buy a spot in line or contribute canned goods. We, being tweens with no money, opted for the canned goods.
So, with no line we decided we had time to walk around the mall for awhile and schlepped our cans of condensed soups from store to store while checking the mall courtyard periodically to stay ahead of the crowd.
Do I even need to say how miserably we failed? One minute, it was all clear and then BAM! The mall exploded with hairsprayed, acid washed, hormonal tween girls.
I don't remember too much of what happened after we got in line. It was a blur of screaming and neon and big hair. We dropped our canned goods in a big barrel and waited in the line to go up on a little stage where the photos were being taken.
We were hustled up the stairs and pushed in front of Johnny and Peter so fast our hair barely had time to settle back in place before the photographer snapped the Polaroid and we were shoved down the stairs so the next girl could take her place. If Holly Robinson, Steven Williams or Dustin Nguyen were there too I don't remember, because really? Who cared? It was all about the Depp man.
It was a totally bitchin' day. I had that Polaroid taped to my closet door like, for ever. What about you? Have you ever camped out or waited in line for anything?
