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Star Struck

I'm sure that for others, meeting some sort of celebrity isn't a big deal.  I try REALLY hard not to be all like, "Ohmygoodness!!  Sew-n-sew came into the shop today!!"  However, this week was different.

About a year ago, a guy you may have heard of (SHAQ!) came into the bike shop, ordered a bike and said, "He'd come back".  We waited and waited with his bike in storage hoping we'd get a glimpse of THE Shaquille O'Neal.  Nothing happened until Tuesday and here's where my nerdy story begins:

I'm walking from the back of the store to the front where I see what appears to be Shaq on his bicycle with my co-worker.  I'm looking at him and it appears that he is looking at me too, however he isn't smiling back at me.  During said exchange, I see him mumble something to my co-worker and as I get to the front counter I smile and he says, "I was just telling him I like red heads."  "Well, thanks." I say in complete astonishment that someone like SHAQ would notice me or my terrible hair.  The next 3 minutes were about him asking for another saddle for his "big butt" and my co-worker helping him until he walks out to leave and says, "I love red heads" again asks my name and shakes my hand.  Well tickle me pink!  What an awesome day!

Needless to say, he came back into the shop Wednesday to actually get his bike and as he walked in said, "There's my favorite red head in Atlanta."  !!  The rest of the exchanged a few jokes about his big butt and how it would hurt on a bike, him buying a hydration pack that looked so tiny on his big frame, a couple more jokes about him, him saying hello to every customer who walked in and my being in awe.  Oh....and this:

I realize that a million people have met celebrities.  I know that they've had their picture taken with them, but to have my picture taken with some that I grew up IDOLIZING who also happens to sort of hit on me then let me take his picture with him MADE. MY. DAY.   He's also now an official customer of our shop and, if you were in Atlanta on Peachtree Road in Buckhead mid-day on Wednesday, you would have seen Shaq riding his bike to his workout.  ANNNND....he made me look and feel like a normal person!  6'1" as a female can be difficult but, as you can see, he makes me look TINY!  So fun!

I know I'm a nerd and that people meet celebrities and athletes everyday, but I'm so excited and a little star struck....and totally staying a red head!! ;-)  It's the little, random things in life that can just make you smile!

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