Remember the summer regret....

If you remember, over the summer I cried because Pres. Holland came to our ward and I missed out. Tonight was my redemption. I was at work at Brick Oven and heard some words swirling around...I put myself in a tizzy and low and behold....Jeffrey R. Holland was at the salad bar 15 feet away from me. I had hoped he would come for pasta bar (where I was) but he didn't. The buzz disapeared and I assumed he left the building. I stayed kinda late to finish pre-closes, clocked out, and left, turned the corner...There was this cute couple walking towards me, I looked up and there was Pres. and his wife holding hands. I looked at him...He smiled and said "Hi, how are'ya?" "Hi Pres. Holland." I know that isn't that spectacular, but I was so giddy. I could barely keep my feet from skipping or running home. I gave up the fight half way home and just ran. When I got to the door, no one was home, not a single roommate! I feel better about missing him in August.