Nov 05, 2009 11:29
so some big fancy computer vendor invited all their clients to go through the King Tutankhamun exhibit and Bustin being one o those clients and me really wanting to go to the exhibit but not really having the $33 times 2 to go......we jumped at the chance to get to go. the problem was neither o us actually READ the email...
the company had rented out the entire DeYoung Museum with a private room for fancy food and wine served to you when you walk in the door with a 3 piece jazz group playing in the corner that everyone ignored. of course we had stopped at God Burger/InNOut on the way there. Bustin at least had pants on and not shorts and a tshirt that didn't have words on it. I at least had taken a shower and didn't have my hair in pigtails and had clean jeans on and my cleanest converse. Everyone else had on corporate monkey work attire on.
I've never really been very comfortable at those "everyone looks at your name tag to determine if they actually have to speak to you" networking parties. I thanked the penguins for waiting on me. I thanked the band for their lovely music.....which made him fumble this piano playing cause someone spoke to him. I teased the security guard who stopped us cause she didn't think we belonged there and when we were leaving she told me I should be Katherina Giggles and not what was on my name tag. i thanked all the docents for their time & knowledge.
The exhibit was cool but I really thought we were going to see really for reals mummies not a picture o one projected on a table. Still it was great to have one o those fancier than fancy evenings in SF.