Monday, March 22, 2010

Worth The Wait

The Price Is Right Adventure continues...

After a long night waiting and trying to sleep, without much success, we were now ready to move along in the process.

The next step is to receive your "Order of Arrival" (OA) ticket.  They were supposed to start passing them out at 6:00a.m. and we were anxiously waiting for the line to begin moving.  We heard some excited screams and the line started slowly inching forward.  We thought it was funny and crazy that people were so excited and wouldn't you know it, that's exactly what we did when we received our OA tickets at 6:15a.m. 

We were told to return at 7:45a.m. so we "thought" we had enough time to go back to our hotel and freshen up.  If you remember, we left Dallas the morning before and so, 24 hours later, we were more than ready to shower and change.  We headed that way and soon found out we barely had time to change into our awesome "WE LOVE PLINKO" shirts (made by my brother-in-law Jarrett and his brother), drop off our bags and go to the restroom.  :::sigh::: That's the life of a road tripper. 

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Well, we got back to the studio and we were ushered into the first area of benches.  One thing to keep in mind if you are planning on attending a taping is that you will be doing a lot of waiting and a lot of it will be on benches.  And when I say a lot of waiting, I mean A LOT of waiting.

We randomly sat down and waited for the next set of instructions.  Everyone is talking and feeling energized because we are one step closer to getting in the studio.  Bethany & Tayla (CBS pages) arranged us in order of our OA ticket numbers.  They then passed out our Priority Tickets and we were told to return at 10:00a.m.  Once again, we were one step closer to being inside the studio!

We left to go and eat some breakfast.  We walked down the street to a nearby restaurant.  I think it was called Duparis or something like that.  It was in the Farmer's Market and we had a wonderful breakfast.  There were a lot of people there who were also sharing our TPIR adventure. 

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We had to go to the restroom while we were at breakfast and there was a man/woman on a pay phone.  I say man/woman because there is a disagreement on the actual of said person.  My Mom said you could tell it was a man because his legs were hairy.  I said there are lots of women who prefer the natural look.  Dad said that you should have been able to tell by the shoe size because men have bigger feet.  I said you and Mom wear practically the same size.

Regardless, this man/woman had some serious issues.  He/she was on the phone yelling "f-ing stupid, f-ing dumb, f-ing this and f-ing that, you are a stupid piece of sh*t Debbie.....".  It was totally mad crazy.

The whole point of me telling you this is because to get to the restroom you had to pass the man/woman.  So we left my Mom standing near the restaurant and she assured us she would not leave and we began inching our way towards the restoom and when we got close to the man/woman I shoved Gina towards the restroom in a hurry.  The thought ocurred to me that now we were in an enclosed space so if man/woman came in there and got crazy on us there wasn't much we could do about it.  He/she didn't and when we left he/she was nowhere to be found.  And neither was Mom.

Gina and I began walking around looking for Mom & Dad when we came upon the man/woman again.  He/she was in front of us and he/she was talking to his/herself and as he/she walked past an ATM machine he/she paused and said, "Wait 'til Phyllis hears about this!!" and then walked back to the pay phone and started shouting the obscenities all over again and talking about Debbie.

We headed back to the CBS studios and sat down on the benches.  Nobody was sitting in any particular order and this was odd to me.  If, when we arrived back, they let us know a general area to sit it would simplify things.  But that of course is my personal opinion.

After waiting for a bit we were organized according to our Priority Numbers.  Wouldn't it have been easier to put us in general order as we arrived?  Maybe all the moving around is a ploy to take our minds of the interminable wait.  Who knows?

Throughout our time waiting, first out on the street and now on the benches, the Boston Boys played this "hand slapping against their legs" song.  I don't know if you've heard it but we sure did.  Many, many times.  They had also seen the Lakers play and saw a taping of the Leno Show.

There is a "micro" gift shop located by the benches we were all sitting on.  It was so super tiny that at first we thought they were joking and that there must be a bigger gift shop around the corner.  There was not so we made do with what we had.  We noticed that there was some American Idol (AI) stuff in the gift shop.  Come to find out, CBS rents out space to AI.  You learn something new every day.

One of the Boston Boys, Justin, went into the gift shop.  Near the doorway there was a child sized mannequin with it's hands outstretched in front of it.  As Justin was leaving he gave the mannequin "five".  We thought that was pretty funny because you know I love a high five!

We were all in order of our Priority Numbers and now it was time to take the next step in the process.....

4 comments:

  1. Those are some good looking Plinko shirts.

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  2. Are you kidding me? Those are some freaking AWESOME Plinko shirts!

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  3. I loved that line, "Wait until Phyllis hears about this." It was just odd.

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