And even though I’m retelling this story more than a month later, I remember this morning vividly.
It was a Tuesday, just another regular workday. For some reason I had it in me to leave for work a little early. During my drive I usually flip through two stations 95.7 and 104. All of a sudden I hear a promotion “Call now for a chance to win a trip to Miami to meet Justin Timberlake and get a copy of his new album!” I think, “what the heck!” dial the number and let it ring.
Usually you never get through. But I persisted. Kept hanging up and redialing. Finally a ring! An answer! “Caller 10″ Hangs up. I think “OH! So I *can* get through!!”
Now it’s on like Donkey Kong.
I really should give a little backstory here. I am a nutcase when it comes to these sorts of things. When we were dating, DH and I were bidding on some rodeo tickets to see Rascal Flatts. The countdown was close to ending and we were the winning bid! 5….4…3…2…1!!!! “You have been outbid” I was hysterical. Not just after we lost the tickets (which were really good seats), but during the whole countdown. Obviously we weren’t the only ones bidding so I kept screaming at DH to bid again! (side note: DH refuses to use ebay and the bidding feature anymore) The same happens when I’m trying to buy concert tickets.
(Which oh, by the way! Justin Timberlake is back!!! And announced a concert tour! This is the first time Justin is out in the music scene and I’m an adult! A working adult! Meaning I have my own money!!! I was going to get the regular, most expensive tickets (around $150?), but then they announced VIP seating! I just wouldn’t have been able to live with myself if I didn’t shell out the $300 for VIP seats. (DH is coming with me! He is ecstatic! *sarcasm* LOL))
So the day of the presale (because YES of course I’m a member of the fanclub and had a presale code!) I am ready to buy my tickets at 9:59 and 59 seconds. I go through the whole online process, heart pounding, and I complete my transaction! And it is STILL 10:00 am. Meaning I bought my tickets in less than a minute.
So trust me people. I pretty much have full on anxiety with these sorts of countdowns, but I LOVE doing them.
Actually I only like doing them if I get what I’m after (hence heartbreak after Rascal Flatts)
Also, Justin had also done an online scavenger hunt and was giving out signed vinyls of his album. The first question I found the answer really quick, but I got a little flustered. I still answered it within that next minute. And I thought I won!! Then I realized Facebook’s new feature shows your comment on top no matter what. And I had lost by only a few seconds, possibly milliseconds.
So back to my story…on like Donkey Kong!
Hitting redial like a madwoman. Weaving through traffic trying to get to work.
Finally more ringing!
And ringing. And ringing.
I’m praying that my phone doesn’t hang us up for “no answer”.
Click! Line picks up.
WTF! So I hang up. And oh man was I doubting myself big time! I’m thinking “Please don’t tell me that was it and they just couldn’t hear me”
OMG! That’s cool.
“Hot 95.7, who’s this?”
(why didn’t he say caller XX? hey this sounds like PK, one of the morning DJs)
“This is Crystal”
“Are you a Justin Timberlake fan?”
“OH MY GOD”
“You just won a chance to……..(screaming) Justin Timberlake…..(screaming)….in Miami…..(screaming)…..won his album….(screaming)”
I didn’t really hear clearly what he said. But I guess they answer the call before they’re live on air (to prevent foul language I’m sure) and I know he asked me how old I was. I had to really think about it because my birthday is in July, but it’s not July yet. And I still think I’m like 18, and so I had to count.
“I’m twenty…..four! yea! I’m 24!!”
They read off stipulations and I’m just internally still screaming in my head, so I didn’t hear what they said.
“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” I did manage to say that. LOL
I talked to a girl who collected all my info. I was beyond excited. Throughout all this I missed the turn I usually take, so I took the next one and decided to pull over in the Walmart parking lot for fear that I’d run off the road. We hung up. I called DH. And TP. And HJ. And Abui. LOL! Yes, I called my grandpa. He knows my love of Justin Timberlake and would want to know these things. Abui told me he would pray for me to win. I felt kinda bad that I was using Abui to get in an extra prayer to go meet Justin Timberlake, but I know Abui wants whatever I do. I called a couple other friends and then I made it official.
Like a dutiful fan I continued to listen to the radio station every morning to see who my competition would be. I knew that if it came down to it, I could (and would) win any sort of contest they threw at me. They would announce to call in, but I never heard anyone actually winning. I’m thinking maybe because I was CLEARLY ecstatic and excited they played me on air? I heard from TP later that week that TWO of her friends had also called in and won a chance. Oh hell no! I was gonna take these ladies down. There’s no way I would accept it if they won. One of them told TP she wasn’t sure who she would take. And I’m thinking “LADY! THIS IS THE SINGLE MOST IMPORTANT MOMENT OF YOUR LIFE! MEETING JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE! AND *THAT* IS WHAT YOU’RE WORRIED ABOUT??? PFFT!”
But only time would tell who the winner was. I actually was so overwhelmed when the girl was asking my info to ask her when the winner would know. I thought about calling back to ask, but I didn’t want to be the “annoying girl” and what if I got on their nerves so then they hated me and would prevent me from winning?? (hello anxiety! nice to see you again)
So I decided to wait.
(Edit: I went back to FB to check my post and get the snapshot of my status. And guess what time I posted? 7:17! Our original anniversary!! I could not make this “17″ stuff up!)