So I've debate over this one for a while. I'm hesitant to give clues as to my state, but I figure it's not a huge deal. So here it is: I'm in Nebraska, the Western portion. Anyhow, now that that's over, here's the story.
The name Tom Osborne is probably only familiar to those who are in the area, or have followed college football really closely. Anyhow, for those that are uninformed, Mr. Osborne was the coach of the Huskers, and is pretty much God to the football lovers around here. When he finally retired, Tom threw his hat into the political ring, became a congressman, and was a gubernatorial candidate not to long ago. Whew, okay, so then, when I was working at the gas station, I met this deity in the flesh (or avatar?) one day...
It wasn't too busy, we had a line of about 2 to 3 people on each register. Everything ran a bit slower because since it was a small town there was a bit of small talk between the cashier and customer. Normal, right? Well, then Tom Osborne walked in the doors, with a etherial glow about his person and a saintly smirk on his face, he waltzed in, looked around for his red carpet, and reveled in the adoring gazes from everyone in the building. Honestly, there was chatter like
"OH MY GOD! That's TOM OSBORNE!"
or
"What's HE doing here? WOW!"
etc...
Anyhow, he goes to the back, grabs some sodas (pops, rather), and saunters up to the front. However, the line wasn't moving quite fast enough for his highness, and after five minutes of standing in line he, honestly I'm not making this up, tosses his sodas on the ground, yells "I *REFUSE* to wait this long!" and huffs out the door, leaving about 8 lost votes in his wake.
We were hoping so much that he would just walk out with the sodas, and then call the cops on him, but alas...no. Anyhow, I just figured I would offer one of my favorite SC stories, enjoy!
The name Tom Osborne is probably only familiar to those who are in the area, or have followed college football really closely. Anyhow, for those that are uninformed, Mr. Osborne was the coach of the Huskers, and is pretty much God to the football lovers around here. When he finally retired, Tom threw his hat into the political ring, became a congressman, and was a gubernatorial candidate not to long ago. Whew, okay, so then, when I was working at the gas station, I met this deity in the flesh (or avatar?) one day...
It wasn't too busy, we had a line of about 2 to 3 people on each register. Everything ran a bit slower because since it was a small town there was a bit of small talk between the cashier and customer. Normal, right? Well, then Tom Osborne walked in the doors, with a etherial glow about his person and a saintly smirk on his face, he waltzed in, looked around for his red carpet, and reveled in the adoring gazes from everyone in the building. Honestly, there was chatter like
"OH MY GOD! That's TOM OSBORNE!"
or
"What's HE doing here? WOW!"
etc...
Anyhow, he goes to the back, grabs some sodas (pops, rather), and saunters up to the front. However, the line wasn't moving quite fast enough for his highness, and after five minutes of standing in line he, honestly I'm not making this up, tosses his sodas on the ground, yells "I *REFUSE* to wait this long!" and huffs out the door, leaving about 8 lost votes in his wake.
We were hoping so much that he would just walk out with the sodas, and then call the cops on him, but alas...no. Anyhow, I just figured I would offer one of my favorite SC stories, enjoy!
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