An autograph buddy and I drove to Texas Theater for the screening of a movie that Jaime Pressley is in called, Last Shot. It’s film festival time and there are a few actors in town promoting different movies.
We got to the theater early and conveniently there was a park bench in front where we sat and chatted. It was a little breezy but a good day to be outside. About 30 minutes later a small white car pulls up and the passenger door opens. It’s Jaime. We were surprised as were expecting a big black SUV.
In my surprise, I actually said, It’s her! with a surprised
look on my face. She turned and mimicked my surprised look and said: it’s me!
We stood and asked if she had time to sign. She begged off and said she was late. It happens.
We’ll wait until after the film is shown.
She tried to enter the theater but the doors were locked. She
frantically looked for someone that might get her in. She asked for help. And of
course, the last door was still unlocked and she entered.
Just as the adrenaline faded, she came out and quickly walked
to the curb. She moved with purpose. Before we can ask what was wrong or if she
had time now, she turned to us and said, they dropped her off at the wrong
theater. Then she asked if we still had our stuff to sign. She would do it
while she waited for the driver.
When I handed over my pen, she said the signature wouldn't show. She normally signs along the bottom. I suggested the sky. I told I picked red to match the color of the car.
I loved that she asked noticed the pen color. and I love that she was proactive and asked us for our items. Very sweet of her. Just as she finished signing ,the little white car pulled up
and she got in. Our mission accomplished.
She was supposed to be taken to the Red Carpet event as a
different theater. After that, she was to be driven to Texas Theater later. The
driver goofed. It worked out well for us. We were done early and drove home.
Now, in my head, I image, she channeled her inner Joy, from
My Name is Earl. She started hard chomping on imaginary gum, snide
condescending look developed on her face, and said to the driver: That was the
wrong theater dummy!
AH

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