A Supernatural Reaction
It’s Saturday morning and I’m standing in my hotel lobby waiting to order coffee. I hear a familiar voice and look over to see Supernatural’s Prophet Chuck (Rob Benedict) sipping a cup of Starubucks. I share a weak smile with him and notice his companion is Supernatural’s Trickster (Richard Speight). At that point my hands start shaking and I try my best to act like I’m not twitching with excitement. As casually as possible, I order Shorty’s impossible sugar free cold fancy drink.
I know what you’re going to say. They’re people just like you and me. I get that idea but in my head these guys are epic beyond belief. These actors were the focal point for some of my favorite episodes “Changing Channels” and “The Real Ghostbusters.” They’re what makes Supernatural so incredible and they’re sitting just a few feet from me.
I’m one of those people that goes to a convention to meet my favorite geeky TV star. In my head, I have this grand idea of the amazing conversations we’ll have and inside jokes we’ll make. When I stand in front of that actor, I clam up. I end up standing awkwardly on the sidelines, staring at them like animals in a cage at the zoo. I figure anything I say, they’ve probably heard before. I end up leaving disappointed in myself.
That was not to be the case this day. I chugged a shot of liquid Starbucks courage and walked up to them. I hesitated for just a second, standing in pajamas with my hair in a messy ponytail and relatively no makeup on. I push through the anxiety and say “I just have to tell you guys that you are awesome. I’m a huge fan of Supernatural and you guys are what make the show so amazing.” They were very courteous and thanked me for my comment. I started to walk away and built my courage back up. I asked them if they were in Seattle for PAX and apparently they were. They were roaming the halls with us commoners doing interviews for Gamespot. I ended the conversation by saying “I’m still in a little bit of shock, I never thought I’d see you two in my lobby this morning. I hope to catch ya’ll at the convention.” and walked away feeling like a winner.
I kept my composure in the elevator, though my hands were shaking. The minute I got to our hotel room my eyes welled up with tears and the flood gates were released. Shorty laughed at me and asked if I was crying. I said I was just so shocked and overwhelmed that I couldn’t help it. She simply replied “Oh, like the first time I saw Pandas.”
I spent the rest of the afternoon scouting PAX for the two actors in hopes of catching a photo with them. That was not in the cards this time around. I can’t say I wasn’t disappointed but I can say that I was impressed with myself for manning up and professing my undying love for their work. For just a moment, I was cool…you know, until I cried like a baby.