“Hair check. How’s my hair?” I bounced a bit as I nervously combed my fingers through my hair. Two teenage girls walked past us as, holding up a third friend as she cried “She’s the most awesome person EVER!” Tears streamed down her face as she clutched her newly signed copy of Felicia Day’s book You’re Never Weird on the Internet (Almost).
We’d been in line for nearly three hours at this point and honestly… I’d be lying if I didn’t say I was not far from being that crying teenage girl myself. I’d spent the days leading up to the event trying to figure out what I wanted to tell her when I got to meet her. What was I going to say? How could I say “I love you! I love your work! You inspire me to do so much!” … how could I say all of that and not sound like a half-crazed fan?
I never figured it out. In the end I settled for a “Hi! How are you?!” and a lot of frantic nodding. She signed my book, there was a quick photo snapped and I walked out of the store in a daze.