I admit it, I kinda like having a small celebrity for a husband. It's fun when people say "You are married to OMAR?!?!?" when it turns out they are big Surly fans. There is a sense of pride that he is MY man.
But now things have gone too far.
I was getting a cup of coffee the other day, wearing my Surly hat, when the gal ringing me up says "Is that a Surly hat?" Yes, yes it is. That's why it says "Surly" on it...
She then proceeds to ask about whether I went to Darkness Day or not, and how her boyfriend was there, and how he is such a big fan. I said "No, I wasn't able to make it to Darkness Day this year because I was working. But I have been in the past. My husband is actually the founder of Surly."
"REALLY?! Oh, my boyfriend is going to freak out that I met you! Omar's your husband? And he is a doctor, too, right?"
No.
No he is not.
That is me.
I am the doctor.
This is truly getting out of hand....
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The legend grows! Did I ever tell you I thought about being a college professor in philosophy? Gimme a doctorate to go with that Dr., and call me esquire. Did I mention I have a patent? 5,648,783.
I was talking with a TFA grad student who went to Macalester and asked if he had ever tried Surley and he got a big grin and talked about how he drives it back to Baltimore when he returns from a visit. Any East Coast expansion any time soon?
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