Diane Sawyer and I- BFF

So…yesterday we received the always amazing news that our clients (not magically, through hard work and lots of hustling by our team) was chosen to appear on Good Morning America. I leapt at the opportunity to see how morning show segments are produced and put together, so I hauled my ass out of bed at 4 a.m. to get over to the Good Morning America studios in Times Square. I must admit, it felt pretty good to be inside the warm studio, sipping my coffee, watching the producers scurry around, while the mere civilians and spring break kids outside watched jealously,and coldly, on.

After a great placement for our client, my supervisor and I were hobnobbing with producers when DIANE SAWYER goes to get on the elevator. Now, Diane Sawyer is a freaking legend. She’s not my favorite news anchor (I heart you Ann Curry!) but she is my second favorite. Not only is she a brilliant journalist, but she’s SO cool! For Christsake’s her husband is Mike Nichols! I was totally awestruck. Picture me, in my thrift store (but totally awesome!) skirt, and Payless round-toe ballet flats, doing my best to play adult, while F-ING DIANE SAWYER in her impeccably tailored, perfectly white pantsuit stands beside me patiently waiting for the elevator.

I had to say something.

My mind searched and finally, I said, “I like your shoes.”

I LIKE YOUR SHOES? Not, “Hey Diane, thank you for advancing feminism.” “Thank you, Diane, for making it easier for women in the workplace.” Not, “Great coverage of the tsunami last December, Diane.” Not, “Your husband F*ing rocks!!” No, no. "I like your shoes," is what came out of my mouth.

However, she actually said, “Thank you, I appreciate that!”

And I was like, “Yes, well they are really cool.” Which was true. They were pretty cool.

And then my supervisor does what I’m supposed to do and asks if she would like to test our product at home…and she said yes, she thinks her husband will like it. And with that she got on the elevator, telling us her assistant’s name (which she could not remember) and the doors close.

I was so goddamn excited it was all I could do not to turn around and be like “DID YOU SEE THAT BITCHES? DID YOU SEE ME TALKING TO DIANE SAWYER?? HHAHAHAHAH!”

Although this job is 99% hard work, frustration, long hours and horrible pay, at least in the end that remaining 1% manages to be somewhat fun and glamorous. I can now put Diane on my list of “celebrities I have actually talked to” as entry #2 under Serena Altschul. It's not the best list ever, but it's certainly getting there.