I was on TV recently. Although I’m far from famous, I’ve been on TV many times before. Here’s what I’ve learned.
Never tell anyone you are going to be on TV. If you do, no matter how specific your tune-in info is, you'll get a flurry of messages saying, “When are you going to be on TV again?” Then once you've re-reminded them, and before the show has aired you’ll get these same people saying, “Oh, sorry I think I missed it.”
Then, after it airs, you’ll get tons of people telling you they missed it, and then they’ll feel compelled to tell you why they missed it, thinking you care. Thinking you are weighing their activities against your importance. From “Had to have my dog simonized” to “Went for a spa weekend in Scranton" -- you'll be spared none of the thrilling 411.
And, if they do actually watch it, even if you are on-screen for a full half-hour, they will not be impressed. Basically, unless you are hosting the Oscars, or are a regular on LOST, people are going to decide you are just a big blowhard for even telling them.
Don't even get me started on the people who take your minor triumph as the time to lustily tell you they don't even have TV.
It’s much better not to tell people you will be on TV. Then, when they see you on TV (and oddly they always do) they will get very excited and they will assume you are much more famous than you are. Why? Because only someone really famous would be so nonchalant about a TV appearance.
This is why at my son’s daycare, I am now a star. See, a teacher accidentally caught me on TV, and then another, and then those two alerted all the others. Now I’m not just the cheery freaky mom with the frizzy hair who works from home and always arrives at pick up late on the one day I must go into the city. No, I’m the famous mom.
Awesome.
I'll take it.
You know what else is awesome? You.
Lurve and xoxo,
Susie
Note: the above pics and text were all done in the car. Ya, I can blog at 60 m.p.h. -- I feel cool.*
*No, I wasn't driving, pumpkins!
