The other day my crazy husband called me at work and begged me to pick up something for him. My office is in Beverly Hills and he wanted me to go to Santa Monica. Just seven miles in the opposite direction of my house on a Friday evening. No big deal right? WRONG!
I was not happy about this. Not at all. I really don’t care what Jason buys. I just do not want to be part of the transactions, phone calls, negotiations and/or picking up the items.
This is how our conversation went:
Jason: “Oh it’s just 7 miles away and its these really cool Coors Light Guitar Hero guitars. They are just $40, please pick them up”.
Me: “Are you out of your freakin’ mind. You want me to go 7 miles in the opposite direction on a Friday evening for some stupid Coors Light guitars. We don’t even play guitar hero. This is just going to be one more piece of Coors Light memorabilia to adorn your Coors Light Room”.
Jason: “You don’t understand. These are worth money. Please just go pick them up. I promise to make it up to you”.
Knowing that my crazy husband is generally right, I abruptly agreed to pick up the items. I was frustrated. I did not want to pick these up. I just wanted to go home after work and relax.
I arrived at the home of the guy who was selling the guitars. He came downstairs and handed me four real Peavey guitars that were specially made to play Guitar Hero and they had the Coors Light background on them. No stupid stickers, no chintzy plastic, these were gorgeous and heavy. I seriously almost got excited. These definitely were not the stupid Guitar Hero guitars that I was expecting. I even thought to myself…..Jason is going to make a bundle on these. Wait until he sees them! He will be so happy.
The guy asked me if my husband was a bit of a nut. I aksed him why he was asking. He told me how Jason had been on the phone with him back and forth throughout the day. Jason had originally wanted the guy to go to the UPS store wrap and box the four guitars and ship them to him. The guy thought Jason was insane. He was selling all four guitars fo just $40! The guy told me that was way too much work to pack four guitars and ship them. I looked at him and laughed. I told him that Jason is the kind of guy who thinks that is not really a big request because he does stuff like that all the time. Jason makes a lot of stuff seem easy.
The guy then told me that Jason had been very clear that his wife was not happy about having to come pick these up so please make sure that everything is in order so that the transaction could go very quickly and very smoothly. Again, I laughed.
The guy then asks me why my husband wants these. I told him about Jason’s crazy purchases, the website, his crazy behavior and his huge collection of Coors Light memorabilia. The guy asked me if the people at Coors Light know about him. I said “No”. He said “Don’t you think they should” I said “Don’t you think if I had a contact I would get in touch with them”? He said “I am the event planner for Coors Light. I will help you get to the right people”. We chatted for a little longer and then I promised to send pictures of the Coors Light Room to him.
When I arrived home with the four gorgeous guitars Jason just looked at me, smiled and said “Thank you for picking them up. I told you they were worth the trip”. He was right.
Who knew? Who knew this purchase that I did not want to be a part of would potentially get me the connection I have been wanting to get with Coors Light? They need to fim a commercial in Jason’s Coors Light Room. Men and women would love it. No one I know has a room like we have. Every guy who sees it wishes they had one too!