My company is inviting several of our clients to dinner, a concert, and a meet and greet with the Boston Pops in August. Obviously, it is my job to design the invitation. Right now we don’t know the details of the event and while I could just drop in some Lorem Ipsum as a placeholder, I went with this:
We cordially invite you to join us for a night with Keith Lockhart (my hot boyfriend) and his Boston Pops. They will play fancy music while we booze it up. Sounds like good times to me. You in?
I mean, I’d RSVP to that.
I didn’t tell anyone about the text I dropped in, but just circulated the mock up for layout and design approval and let them discover it. Eventually someone saw it, everyone had a good laugh, and then we started telling Keith Lockhart stories. Mine weren’t exactly first-hand, just “I have a huge crush on him. When I design invitations I pretend he’s my boyfriend.” My coworkers were dishing out the regular gossip (the violin player? some girl in a bar?) and how he is scandalous (For the record Keith, I don’t listen to this trash. My heart belongs to you.)
That’s when I announced “I don’t think it’s really Keith, I think the position as conductor of the Pops is scandalous.”
And then I proceeded to tell my story about my almost run in with John Williams. (Hi, I’m a band geek through and through. These are my celebrities.)
So it goes like this, when I was young – really young, maybe 9 or 10 – my dad took my sister and I to one of the Pops holiday shows at Symphony Hall. At the time, my Dad’s cousin was working as an usher and somehow pulled some strings so that we could meet THE. JOHN. WILLIAMS.
So I tell my coworkers “So we’re on our way back to his dressing room and he’s ….”
Coworker: “Doing cocaine?!!?”
Me: “No, doing … a lady.”
I didn’t actually see this. I didn’t get to actually meet him (boo). When we got back to the dressing room we were informed that John (we’re on a first name basis now) was “occupied at the moment entertaining a lady friend”.
My Dad and his cousin laughed, me and my sister didn’t get it, and we left.
I’m not really sure where or why my crush on Keith Lockhart developed (other than the fact that I think he is adorable), but I really hope it has more to do with the fact that I really was a band geek (10 years on the clarinet!) and less to do with a connection to the time I nearly saw John Williams doing it in the back of Symphony Hall.
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That’s funny that you remember that. However, I do not think it was John Williams. If my memory serves me correctly, which oftentimes it does not, I believe the conductor that night was the Associate Conductor of the Pops, Harry Ellis Dickson, who was also known as Kitty Dukakis’ father!
NO I SWEAR IT WAS JOHN WILLIAMS. Because there was some funny comment about ET made that night… you definitely told the story about me being scared about seeing ET in the movie theatre AND passing out cold…. I think that’s how you explain who John Williams was. Or maybe I have early onset Alzheimer’s and have wiped all my memories and replaced them with fake ones.
“Hey is Katie still driving that car?”
I was s senior in high school when Keith first came into my life. My mom and i were totally and completely in love. !0 years later and I still have heart palpitations when I see his face on a bus or something.
Sigh.
I wonder if John Williams hums the Indiana Jones theme music while he’s getting down.
What, inappropriate?