I had the thrill of a lifetime yesterday. I met President Obama. Hes the third President Ive met, but meeting him was so much more impact full for me than meeting George H. Bush or Bill Clinton. I mean they were a big deal too, but this was like hugging history. Like meeting Dr. King or Mandela. He was so cool and so real too. Just like I knew he would be. After we talked for a few minutes, as he was leaving for his next hole, I gave him a half hug/ half pat on the chest. Kinda like an athlete saying play good. Five minutes later I thought Did you just hit the President? Was that too casual and friendly? Secret Service could have taken you out fool. He was just that cool though. It was just like saying Later to one of my boys. Im just comfortable with people too. No matter who you are. So that was a part of it, but I did wonder for a minute, what he thought of that. Very quickly though, that thought completely dissipated, because I realized that he is exactly who you thought he was. One cool, down to earth, brother, with mad swag, who knows how physical our greetings can get. By the way, my game was shot for the rest of the day. I aint even trying to front, I was geeked. I was like a 13-year-old girl meeting Michael Jackson. I was on the phone for the next hour, calling everybody I could think of to tell them who I just met. The Man! Or I guess I can now say, My Man!
Posted on: Sun, 18 May 2014 11:26:38 +0000
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