I remember getting to the Waffle House and totally thinking that I had outsmarted everyone. I was sure that I was the only one clever enough to know that Pittsburgh does indeed have WH's. Since we really didn't have anything to do until the guys arrived and fell in love with us, we decided to see what their Twitter statuses were.
There wasn't much posted but we decided to start sending messages to them in hopes of getting a responce and finding out if they were on their way to us. The first message started out innocent enough...Something about "great show guys bet you're hungry, you still coming out for waffles?" I may have still been intoxicated at this point so I really don't remember that first tweet we sent to JK.
We saw another car pull up with NKOTB phrases painted on their windows and I decided to take a stroll inside and see if there was any talk of anything amongst the people inside who looked like people that didn't exactly look like they would be New Kids fans. The waitress said something about people were asking about them coming earlier in the evening but she knew nothing about them actually showing up.
I got back in my car and realized my phone was about to die so I plugged it into the charger and noticed that I had a new email. Usually they are foreign ministries trying to offer me 10's of billions of dollars but instead, the subject line of this email read "Direct Message from JordanKnight"...... and I almost pissed my pants. (Sidenote, until June 11, 2009 I had absolutely no interest in JK but now I <3>
I slowly and calmly turned my head to Lauren and said "I just got a direct message from JORDAN KNIGHT!!!!!" At which point the screaming was incredibly loud, apparently to the point that the girls who were in the other car heard us and I saw all their heads snap towards my truck. His first responce was simple: "not sure yet, we'll let you know." They were one their way.
At this point we are using my phone to respond to JK but pretending that its only Lauren talking to him. Clearly, I could not keep the conversation G rated for too long. Nothing too wild but he did ask if we were in the Meet&Greet and when I said yes, he commented that Lauren's shorts were "wowza." HAHAHA It was amazingly ridiculous.
We had to now tell someone and since there were only three other girls there, we told them. The conversation continued and JK let us know they were on the way. Lauren and the other girls went inside to get a table because more and more people were showing up by the minute. I stayed in my truck charging the phone and twittering JK. Then he direct messaged me an address I will never forget: 430 Race Track Road.
We were at the wrong WH....
I to this day have absolutely no idea where Race Track Road is but dammit I was going to get there. So I texted Lauren who calmly alerted the originial girls we met and one by one they all came out and they knew where the other WH was.
We drove there at an orderly 95 miles an hour. I was actually impressed that her little car could do that. At some points there were navigation systems, cell phones and BlackBerries (aweseome spelling) flying around the inside of the Buick. We pull off the highway, I can see the WH sign...... but before we get there, there is a sign that says:
"Bridge Out".....
Back to the highway, more Dale Jr Nascar driving..... Drive through cornfields...... More winding country roads....No brake pedals.....And we finally arrive at the WH.
Again JK direct messages and assures us that they are on their way to us and it's only the five of us and two older guys in the WH waiting for the Baby Daddy Buses!!
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