You'll Shit Bricks!
Okay...so guess who I ran into last night? Jimmy Fallon from Saturday Night Live. It was a bit...strange, but hey, I get to appear on his talk show tonight at the Rockefeller Building. He wants to do some sort of sketch thing...or something. But I'm pretty damn excited, same with my colleagues because they got free passes to go; Backstage and all. I'll post pictures either tonight or tomorrow.
Anyway, after being on the road for several hours trying to attend several school open houses, we called it an early night and went back to our hotel. We reserved a small table at the Gilt restaurant inside the building, dressed up nice, and then indulged in the luxury (well...I did because I've never received this type of treatment). We were busy drinking when one of my colleagues, Vincent from the Biology department pointed out that Jimmy's table was right behind ours. I told him that he was bullshitting, until the guy actually came up to me and asked if he could use my cellphone to make a call.
...my jaw dropped slightly and I handed him my phone, and then went back to eating my dinner with the co-workers. We sat there a bit, laughing and talking about some of the crazy shit that happened this year at the Uni; mostly the huge scandal between the previous forensics teacher and his student. I completely forgot I lent Jimmy Fallon my phone, and he forgot that it was mine as well as he walked out of the restaurant before us. It wasn't until I received a phone call later that evening from the lobbyist saying that someone was waiting on the line. And...it happened to be Jimmy Fallon apologizing to me because he took my phone. I kinda stood there in awe, checked my slacks to see if he was calling the wrong person, or if I was dreaming, but I didn't find my phone.
We talked for a bit actually, I thought the whole thing was hilarious (I blame the few beers and cocktails I had), while he was saying how horrid he felt for taking the phone. He said he'll give it back over the air and I somehow landed a seat on his show...tonight. He said something about me having good character when I told him he was probably thinking about some other guy. So...I have an interview with him tonight, and then he wants to take me and my colleagues around New York in his limousine.
...this trip keeps getting bizarre...in a cool way.
Anyway, after being on the road for several hours trying to attend several school open houses, we called it an early night and went back to our hotel. We reserved a small table at the Gilt restaurant inside the building, dressed up nice, and then indulged in the luxury (well...I did because I've never received this type of treatment). We were busy drinking when one of my colleagues, Vincent from the Biology department pointed out that Jimmy's table was right behind ours. I told him that he was bullshitting, until the guy actually came up to me and asked if he could use my cellphone to make a call.
...my jaw dropped slightly and I handed him my phone, and then went back to eating my dinner with the co-workers. We sat there a bit, laughing and talking about some of the crazy shit that happened this year at the Uni; mostly the huge scandal between the previous forensics teacher and his student. I completely forgot I lent Jimmy Fallon my phone, and he forgot that it was mine as well as he walked out of the restaurant before us. It wasn't until I received a phone call later that evening from the lobbyist saying that someone was waiting on the line. And...it happened to be Jimmy Fallon apologizing to me because he took my phone. I kinda stood there in awe, checked my slacks to see if he was calling the wrong person, or if I was dreaming, but I didn't find my phone.
We talked for a bit actually, I thought the whole thing was hilarious (I blame the few beers and cocktails I had), while he was saying how horrid he felt for taking the phone. He said he'll give it back over the air and I somehow landed a seat on his show...tonight. He said something about me having good character when I told him he was probably thinking about some other guy. So...I have an interview with him tonight, and then he wants to take me and my colleagues around New York in his limousine.
...this trip keeps getting bizarre...in a cool way.