Ann Marie will immediately remember this, since we laughed about it.
We were going to be performing at Milwaukee Summer Fest with Pat McCurdy, a local star. He put us up (and our two other friends who would also be performing), in a motel in Milwaukee. He also gave me the following sheet of paper with directions on it. Why I still have this is one of the eternal mysteries of life.
So it’s pretty standard, right – but what made Ann and I laugh so hard is that he included “Give names, check in” in the directions. As though we would have reached the front desk of the motel, and been totally BAFFLED as to what to do next, since HE HADN’T TOLD US SPECIFICALLY TO GIVE NAMES, CHECK IN … We were laughing about the four of us standing in the lobby, wandering around like lost lambs, calling him in desperation because we weren’t sure of our instructions at that point.
We busted him mercilessly about it.
“So, I’m not sure, Pat … when we arrive at the hotel, what’s the protocol … should we ‘give names, check in’ or would that be totally inappropriate?”
Oh God, I had NO idea you had saved that! Give names. Check in. Still makes me laugh out loud. It’s just so precious, with our names at the top of the direction sheet (did he do an entire series of direction sheets for other people?). Thank you for posting this!
I think maybe he thought the girls would be arriving separately than the boys – but I know – so so funny and sweet and insane! “Give Names. Check in.” Thanks for that, Pat, because we would have been LOST without those instructions!!
Did he pin it to your shirt so you wouldn’t lose it?
Mark – hahahahahahahaha Practically! It was like he thought we had never been anywhere, EVER. It was so funny.
“Pack your juice boxes, kids!”