The local ladies group that has the annual craft, fabric and yarn sale were awesome this year.
I'd mentioned on the air that I was heading over to their sale after work, and moments after I arrived there, I heard my name spoken across the room.
I looked over, but there was no one familiar there. No one was trying to get my attention.
They were simply talking about me.
This is one of those weird things about working in radio.
Three ladies were manning the checkout table.
When I laid my yarn choices on the table, I asked, "So, this Roses... she's harassing you, is she?"
"Oh, no! We love her! She said on the radio that she was coming here today, and we were all wondering what she looks like. None of us has ever seen her. We were hoping to meet her."
So, I held out my hand and said hello.
They squealed with delight.
"Oh! You're so small! And young! We expected someone much older and larger."
That was a good day.
Wednesday, April 18, 2012