2015-01-21

An Open Letter Of Apology to Conan O`Brien

Dear Mr. O'Brien;

I wish to offer you an apology for any discomfort we may have caused you and hope we did not ruin your Christmas shopping list.

On December 22, 2014 (my 49th birthday), I was in Westlake Mall in Seattle.  As we were leaving the food court and heading toward the exit (and then on to the gum wall), you passed us and turned into Claire's.

The Daughter and I did a quick triple take, while the rest of our group continued on down the escalators.  My wife, Cora, another ginja ninja, came back to see what we were looking at.

Trying to not totally invade your privacy but also trying to determine if it was really you, or just some look-a-like, and maybe snap a picture for the scrap book without drawing attention to ourselves, and by extension, you.

This, we refer to, as our "Big Foot" photo.  Maybe there's something there, maybe not.

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But this one is pretty definitive.  We still weren't 100% sure, but we knew that you knew that we were there, and it was starting to get as uncomfortable as an unrequited "I love you."

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We descended to the first floor, met up with the rest of our party, and left the mall headed for the Gum Wall.  The Daughter then used her phone to Google a picture of your wife, which sold us on the fact that it was, in fact, you.  (We later learned that she was from Seattle and that you have a young daughter, and then everything made sense.)

So, please accept our apologies if our actions caused you any undo stress while you were out Christmas shopping.

If it is any consolation, we chose to stop gawking at you to go gawk at a wall covered in used chewing gum.  I'm not sure if that says more about us than about you.

I hope you had a merry Christmas.

Sincerely,

Scope & Cora

P.S. – Thanks for creating Jub Jub.  And The Daughter about died laughing when you uncropped the Justin Bieber photo the other day.

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