September 4, 2008

my life-long dream wasn't as sexy as i imagined.

i just saw not one, not two but ALL THREE brothers Hanson.

oh my god. i don't even know where to begin.

the number of times i fantasized about this very circumstance happening when i was 13 had in no way prepared me for the actuality of what it would be like. i literally freaked out - i'm talking hands shaking, palms sweating, pitch of voice rising, co-workers looking at me like i'm insane.

here's how it went down:

lina and i were walking back from dunkin donuts - we're just about in front of our building when she gives me a hard jab to the ribs. "OW, WHAT?" i quipped and clearly blew it from the start. for it was Zac Hanson standing right next to us on his phone!


i couldn't believe what was happening so i did what any logical girl would do. i turned around and walked back to the corner, acted like i was looking for something there and then decided whatever i was looking for was not there, so i turned back so that i could re-walk past him.

yep, it was Zac Hanson alright. with long straight dirty hipster hair and really tight jeans.

so now lina and i are standing in front of the building with two other Deep Focus-ers who seem slightly alarmed that i'm incredibly, dare i say it, STARSTRUCK. then lina goes "oh wait, now he's with another one..."


reflexes like a cat, i spin around and it is no other than the man i was going to one day marry. TAYLOR HANSON. with a gorgeous mane of hair. seriously. like a lion.

le sigh. now i REALLY don't know what to do with myself. do i say hi? do i shamelessly ask to take a picture? i'm not wearing any make-up! this is not how i imagined it going down!!

finally, the third and eldest Hanson brother shows up. you know, the ugly one. turns out...he's not so ugly. shaved head. definitely working for him.

so now, with the trifecta complete i'm at a loss for words. then they begin walking into my building. "WE HAVE TO GO IN, WE HAVE TO GO IN. LET'S GO IN NOW!!" i scream, to which i receive blank stares from my co-workers.

FINE. i'll go it alone.

so here we are in my building's lobby. my beloved Taylor is confused by where to go and is being told what to do by one of the front lobby dudes. HERE'S MY CHANCE! i lingered slightly as i pulled out my ID. held it up to show the lobby dude. held it there a little longer than necessary and walked just slow enough for Taylor to turn and notice me. but alas, i couldn't make eye contact.

GOD i'm such a pussy. a normal sara would have been all "oh heyyyy taylor hanson!" or "hey, you're taylor hanson - have a nice day!". but nope. not this sara. this was a sara like i have never known!

all i could muster up was the balls to walk by him real close so my purse brushed against his bag. i might have smiled slightly but i'm sure it came off as a pained expression.

and then it was over. now all i have are my memories of the time i blew it. i still wouldn't give it back for the world.



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