The title says it all, pretty much.
Last Saturday I arrived at work and my coworker said "Guess who's in the neighborhood??" Me: "No idea, who?" Jesse: "tom FUCKIN waits!" cue brain melt and total loss of control! I'm sure I was practically jumping UP and DOWN. A couple minutes later she was on the phone with Emily down at our other location (just a block away) and was literally speaking his name when Emily said that she'd seen him out the window. I race over to the other store and see him in the shop next door to ours. ---freaking out freaking out---
After many hours of half sightings through the windows and half-blocks away, he came in to our store!
He walked in, said hello (rather quietly, which surprised me somehow) and peeked around a little bit. I was speechless. Thankfully Jesse was there to chat him up a bit. Otherwise I would have just been standing there awkwardly smiling and turning as bright red as my dress.
Then he noticed the velvet matador painting that we have up on the wall. "Is that...old?" he says, looking somewhat confused. "Yes." Jesse replies, "But I'm not quite sure how old..."
"Hmmm..." He mumbles, "Is it from...Tijuana?" (I hope that I don't have to remind you to read this in the gravelly-est, whiskey soaked, cigarette smoked voice. He sounds
exactly like you would expect him to.)
Jesse pulled the painting down, but we can see no indication of where it was made. Just a signature that is essentially unreadable.
Tom Waits then goes on to explain to us how this is is a lost art, and how folks should try to make these paintings again. He's pretty sure that they're going to come back into style soon. He seems to really like velvet paintings, which makes me exceedingly happy.
He pokes around the shop for a moment more until another lady comes in, at which point he wanders off. I muster the energy to say "Thank you! Have a lovely day!" to him. And then I look down at my hands, which are shaking rather violently. SO FUCKING THRILLED.
this is tom waits jaywalking across hayes
this is tom waits photobombing a very sweet girl who stopped in the shop and let me pretend to take a pic of her while he was walking by. photo blurred because she requested it.
best day of my life. pretty sure.