I went to the bathroom standing right next to Mike Rowe today. That’s right, the Dirty Jobs man himself. It was incredible!!!
Kristen and I were standing in the A terminal of the Dallas-Fort Worth Airport waiting for the rest of our group, when a very familiar face strolled past me and into the men’s room. I said, “Kristen, I think that was Mike Rowe.” She said, “It was Mike Rowe.” I said, “I’m going in. Hold my bag.” And I took off it into the bathroom. That’s right, I stalked Mike Rowe into the men’s room.
And there he was using the urinal. There was a free one right next to him, so I went for it and wedged myself between Mike and some random old dude. Standing there shoulder to shoulder with Mike I broke the cardinal dude bathroom rule, “Face forward and don’t speak.” I had to take advantage of the chance to talk to him when he couldn’t leave. The conversation went like this…
Me: I love your show, man.
Me: I’m sure you get that all the time, but maybe not at a urinal.
(extremely long pause)
Me: I didn’t really think through how awkward it was going to be for me to say I liked your show at a urinal.
Mike: Yep, pretty awkward.
(another extremely long pause)
Mike: So where you heading?
Me: San Diego. How about you?
Mike: San Fransisco.
Me: Is that home?
Mike: That’s where the mail comes.
Me: (zip) It was nice to meet you. Welp, see you later.
Me: (in my mind) I drive a Toyota, but I’m thinking about buying a Ford. And I’m going deep sea fishing next week with some buddies… would you do the voice-over narration for our trip?
Needless to say, our conversation was much more exciting for me than it was for him. He was very gracious, though, and took a picture with some of our group even though I did everything possible to completely embarrass myself. Pictures are coming soon. Get ready to get dirty.