Ben Affleck was the other big headliner that was going to be
there Saturday only. In the days leading
up to the show, I wondered what the lines would be like and if I could get both
Jeff Goldblum and Ben Affleck in the same day. Because you don’t have enough
info, your mind spins and creates some stress for yourself.
Surprisingly, the show did something I truly liked. They sold
autograph tickets for the signing. The signing
was going to be at a specific time and location. That was a location away from the expo floor.
This signing was at the end of the day.
One of the things that cause chaos with big names is the
people that don’t want an autograph but want a peak at the celeb. They crowd
the area and make it hard to get into line or hear instructions from the people
managing the line. Those fans are trying
to take pictures which cause the volunteers to shout at them, telling them no
photos are allowed. It’s a mess. The area
becomes charged with negative-ness.
Having the signing in a different room at the convention
center made the event much more manageable.
Ben was seated in a room that was down a side corridor. The only people allowed into that corridor were
people that bought a ticket. They had
plenty of room to queue us. It was quieter so the instructions were not
shouted. While we were not allowed to bring in backpacks or purses or bags, they did
have a process for handling that.
Ben was seated and signing fairly quick. He did smile and
say hi. The fan, a few people in front of me, slowed the line down. So, much like Jeff Goldblum, there was a small
stack of items to the right of Ben. My item
was signed and waiting for me before I was in front of Ben. I said hello and welcome to Dallas. He nodded and said thanks and my time was
over.
The lady in front of me was with a friend and her 2 kids. As
a group, they got a few things signed. My photo was just sitting there. The lady's friend picked it up. Because the room was
so quiet, my, ‘Excuse me Ma’am ‘ sounded much louder than I intended. Everyone whipped
their heads around to look at me. I tried to soften the next sentence but I know
it was uttered with some impatience; ‘That is my photo’. She looked confused. Her
friend said it wasn’t part of their stack so the lady put it back the table.
I picked up my photo and the lady apologized again. I accepted the apology. At the time I was
thinking it was intentional but as I recall it now, I see it was an innocent
mistake. It had been a long day and everyone was tired.
AH
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