Out To Lunch

Sometimes Andre Agassi comes into our building...often, actually. One of my co-workers has been a die hard fan of his since the age she could pick up a racket. She has watched him play tennis all over the world and she even joined his gym in hopes of someday meeting him. Everyone in my entire office has interacted with him over the years except for her! Well... yesterday some girls from the office road up the elevator with him (and he told Yvonne that her chicken wings smelled good and she offered him some). The girls sought the opportunity to bug the poor star (who probably gets bugged a ton) by talking him into coming into our office to visit his biggest fan. He came all the way in and directly to her office...and... she was at lunch! This picture resembles the mood she was in when she got back from lunch and heard the horrible "just my luck" news. He promised he would stop by again in the next few weeks. I swear he is just the nicest guy! I have ridden the elevator with him also and I saw him get CHASED through the Hard Rock about a year ago. I also bumped into him just after his last match (we ate near each other at a local restaurant). I guess that's the price for fame, huh? But speaking of Andre, I have to say that his retirement speech that he gave brought me to tears. I may not be a huge Tennis fan, but I do have mad love for the guy (and... I go to his gym also).