6am: After not sleeping much because our hotel room was hot as hades, my friend and I wake up at the crack of dawn. There is a miscommunication with the front desk/room service about our breakfast order and I almost have a melt down due to lack of coffee. It wasn’t pretty.
7:30am: We take a taxi to Chelsea and start standing in line with the other Wendy fans. It’s chilly but the crowd is excited.
8:30am: Almost in the door and to the waiting room!
9am: We’re in! Wendy’s staff gives us questionnaires to fill out. Do we want to ask Wendy any questions? (we do not! we’re shy.)
9:30: They lead us into a huge elevator that feels like a cattle car. The staff escorts us onto the set. The noise is deafening. DJ Boof
is spinning and people are dancing like it’s 1 am. Meanwhile, Wendy’s staff is seating people. Somehow, my friend and I are sat in the 2nd row, center. There is a hype ’em up guy. He hypes us up. We scream. We hoot. We say “how you doin’??” We chant Wendy’s name. There’s a dance off between audience members. IT’S THE BEST THING I’VE EVER SEEN and the show hasn’t started yet.
10am: The show goes live in NYC. We spend the next hour watching Wendy talk about Hot Topics (first photo). Then she interviews her guest. Then some more stuff I don’t remember because I am exhausted. Since we’re front and center, we know we’ll be in a lot of shots so I’m smiling like a crazy person*.
The show ends. We shake Wendy’s hand and really, our whole day has been made.
Being trendy with Wendy is AWESOME!
*when I ask my husband later if he sees me on TV, he said I was clapping like I’d just seen Elvis.*