So, what I failed to mention in my last post was the fact that before meeting Rupert, I also scored a picture with another very talented person. And judging from the picture above, Iâm pretty sure you know who it is.
So when my dad and I ventured out to get a picture with Rupert Grint, we left the house at such a time that we had almost three hours to kill. And instead of waiting in the cold for one person, we decided that we could wait outside at two locations and get two pictures.
We had seen Jakeâs show Constellations earlier that week after waiting for three hours for student rush tickets. The showâs running time is roughly an hour and ten minutes, and is fabulous. I highly recommend it (read: go see it, now!). But as you might have guessed, the reason why my dad wanted to go back was because we didnât get a picture. On the night we saw it, some random drunk guy started heckling him and he got really pissed off so he walked away without taking pictures with anyone on my side.
We got to the theater roughly 30 minutes before the show got out and waited on the wall adjacent to the doors. A couple had already set up across the way, so my dad and I figured we should mark our own territory instead of risking going to their side. But when the security guards came to put the barricades out, they told us to move because the side we were on was for people seeing the show (sound familiar? I swear this is some kind of new rule that never existed before. This is just a foreshadowing of what would happen later.). As we were moving across, a lady and what I assumed was her daughter but was actually her niece appeared and took the spot where my dad and I could have gone. We would now be creating the ever hated second row behind the barricade.
Let me explain to you why I hate the second row so much in five words: so close yet so far. The people is the front usually get so defensive that anyone behind them is lucky to get an autograph let alone a picture. So you can imagine by bitterness.
But turns out the lady and her niece were pretty nice and the girl was skinny so she let me on the side of her so I could be in the first row with my dad right behind me. We all got to talking and turns out the lady likes to get pictures with celebrities too, only she skips the important part; she doesnât see the shows. That annoys me because itâs basically what a paparazzi person does, except less aggressive. But I got over it because she had some pretty cool ones. A highlight being Leonardo DiCaprio (!!!).
The girl and I decided that we would take each otherâs pictures with Jake because the angle when your family member is squished up behind you makes your head look huge and just overall not attractive. And how are you supposed to post a picture with an awesome celebrity when you look like crap?
I mean, Iâve done it before, but stillâŚ.
So Jake finally came out and walked right over to my side. He quietly signed some playbills and when he got to me I asked for a picture. âSure, sureâ he said, and took off the huge, round, brown sunglasses he was wearing so his face could be seen in the picture. The girl (who looked like a mixture of Kendall Jenner and Hailee Steinfeld) took a really good picture and when he moved on to her, it was my turn to take a picture of her.
Now a lot of you might not have a really good sense of my character from the previous blog post, but maybe itâs time for you to know that Iâm very clumsy and often falter under pressure. So the girl had an iPhone 6 which Iâve never operated before, and maybe you can guess what happened.
So I pressed the button and the camera did a thing and I tried to take another, but it took forever to focus. So Jake (from State Farm as my dad calls him) walked away thinking I had taken one and I handed the phone back to the girl and asked if it took.
So then I entered a downward spiral of embarrassment and stupidity. I apologized profusely, but I could tell that the girl and her aunt thought I was some absent-minded 12 year old. At that moment, my dreams of fitting in with the cool people melted away and I was left feeling as old as my baby face makes me look.
But I guess it turned out okay because her aunt got Jake to come back and she took another one. So we both walked away victorious.
I mean, yeah. So that was a total recap of the day I met Rupert and Jake!
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