Celebrity Sighting, and he was quite rude

I have joined the ranks of people that have actually seen a celebrity! I feel quite privelaged. In fact I was so excited, I even called my friend, Matt, on the phone so he could share in the excitement. I never would have thought that in the little town of Tremonton, I would have seen a movie star.

I was just leaving work, and heading to Wendy's for some lunch. I looked across the parking lot, and there he was.

Can you believe it! Herbie was in town!

There weren't even any paparazzi in the area, only me. Now I thought he would be a bit nicer. In the movies he is kind of moody, but he is always up for a challenge. Unless you have been living under a rock for most your life, we all know this car can drive by himself. He is a racing machine. He has all kinds of tricks up his sleeve and is quite mischievious.

So I roll down my window and yell, "Hi Herbie!" No response. I think to myself, ok, maybe he didn't hear me, we are by a busy street. So I yell again, "Hi Herbie!" He just sits there and stares at me. So I honk a few times, hoping to get a beep back. He just sits there. By now I am getting a bit frustrated. I rev my engine up and yell out the window, "You want some of this." All I get is a blank stare. Now I know your thinking, of course he isn't gonna race, your a cop. But, I wasn't, I was out cruisin in our new car. Well I made a few untrue threats about never watching his movies again, and told him that he was just scared cause he was old. But he just held that penetrating stare with those dead, lifeless, lights. Well enough was enough so I just left.

So I can tell people that I at least saw a celebrity, now my next goal, have a celebrity interact with me.

And for those that do live under rocks, here is Herbie on one of his movie posters.