Today I met a friend for lunch. She lives a few blocks from me and is likewise unemployed. So we decided to meet at 18th Street and wing it. Because I was feeling particularly down today – and because KP is just so darn amenable – we decided to eat something bad for us. On 18th Street, this meant going to Lauriol Plaza.
And what a fortuitous lunch decision it turned out to be.
As we were sharing our many reasons to be in bad moods today, I noticed that a group of people had surrounded this woman in a red jacket and were taking photos with her. Knowing my very limited ability to identify celebrities – and, you know, see more than 5 feet in front of me without my glasses on, I asked KP to take a look.
Me(Staring at group of people collected near Lauriol Plaza entrance who are in a horseshoe shape, taking photos with the staff, who are in their uniforms, and one beautiful blonde woman in the middle): Who is that woman?
KP (Swinging her head around to join in the staring): I don’t know…. She’s got to be a celebrity though. Why else would the waitstaff be surrounding her and taking pictures with her.
Me: No, she’s got to be someone famous. I can’t imagine they do this to everyone. Otherwise we may want to start to worry about having our pictures taken on the way out.
KP: She’s got to be someone famous…. Wait… is that Jill Biden?
KP: No, I think it’s Jill Biden?
Me: Why would Jill Biden be at Lauriol Plaza?
KP: Well, if it was Jill Biden, wouldn’t there be secret service around?
Me: What, did she come for the frozen margarita raspberry swirl or something equally ridiculous?
KP: I guess there are giant men in black suits around her. Why didn’t I see them before?
Me: I don’t think it’s her. No second First Lady would lunch at Lauriol Plaza. I mean, they have chefs and stuff.
KP (Swivels around and looks out the window): Oh, yeah, it’s definitely Jill Biden. Look at the big black trucks out there.
Me (Also swiveling around to look out the window): Maybe it is Jill Biden…
KP: Damn! I wish we brought copies of our resumes.
Me: Lesson learned – Never travel without copy of resume.
At this point, Jill Biden threw a snowball at one of the ladies who lunched with her. KP and I just turned to each other and laughed and agreed that Jill Biden was AMAZING. We then both agreed we would have to blog about it. Which is sorta like smoking about it, but different.
So perhaps unemployement has it perks.