Picking up educational dignitaries...

So, tonight I will head to the SLC airport to pick up a visiting scholar for my department as a PhD student. I'm not nervous about it in anyway. Those who know me, know that just because someone is a dean of whatever at U of Alberta doesn't mean I won't be able to entertain the lady all the way back to Provo. Whatev.

It's the picking up part that threw me a bit. I thought...what am I supposed to do? Stand in the waiting/welcoming area with a paper with her name printed on it like they do in the movies? (Then I had to suppress the overwhelming urge to fake an accent/barely speaking English problem when I see her...) And then, as I printed off the big ol' sign I intend to hold up when I get there tonight, I envisioned one of the funniest thoughts of my week...

I pictured myself standing there, yelling out her name like Bob does when he finally gets off the bus in New Hampshire looking for Dr. Leo Marvin, "Drrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Lllllllllleeeeeeeeeeoooooooooo Mmmmmmaaaaaaaaarrrrrrvvvvvvvvvviiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!" Can you just imagine me yelling her name out like that at the airport?! I started cackling out loud in my cubie, all by my estranged-lookin self. Seriously. Comedy.

And then, I wasted the last 10 minutes searching in vain of a clip of that moment online. BAH. There aren't any. The closest thing I could find was this clip of the moment that follows. Also equally hilarious. As are all the other clips I found....