An interesting thing happened to me at our annual convention this past week. I was asked to model the new gold jacket designed by Geoffrey Beane for Century 21. On a lark I said yes, thinking there would probably be 20 to 30 people standing on stage and I could get lost in the shuffle. They enticed me with the fact that I could keep the gold coat, so I said yes. They also had a famous fashion designer there to help with the process named Philip Bloch so I said why not. According to my wife, I could use all the help that I can get. Normally I like to fly below the radar for these types of things. Especially considering the fact that I would be in front of 5000 to 8000 people. Anyways, we went through about 5 hours of changing clothes and trying things on in preparing which wasalotlonger than I had anticipated for such an event. That night I checked my new pants that we had purchased for the show and found out that they still had the security tag on them. The store where we had purchased them fromwasalready closed and it did not open until 10:00 am the next day. Wewere scheduled to meet at 9:45 am to get organizedbefore our 11:30presentation. Long story short, Century 21 sent someone back to the store to wait for it to open and drive back the twenty minutes to get mypants back to me on time. I got my pants and strutted down the cat walkfor my 60 seconds of imagined fame. It was nerve wracking and exciting at the same time, but most of all it was something that I will never forget. Because the show must always go on.