Why must there A L W A Y S be a price, even when something is F R E E?
WHHHYYYY????
Here’s my story sad but true…..
Once upon a time, there was a woman named Lee Wee with a birth certificate that claimed she was middle aged, but her spirit read young, ready and willing.
One day, in early December, her bestie scored some tickets to the Live With Kelly & Michael show in New York City, her most favorite cities of all.
The tickets were FREE or so they thought ….
Oh, how she longed to see her favorite city decorated in all its glory for Christmas. She was bursting with excitement just at the thought of this marvelous adventure!
As her bestie had dreams of meeting Kelly, Lee Wee had her focus on standing next to Michael and feeling short for 5 seconds!
So, in the wee hours of the morning, Lee Wee and her bestie ventured to the Big Apple in order to get to the studio by 7:00 a.m.
This was the first sign that FREE tickets aren’t really FREE.
They stood out on the dark cold street waiting patiently for the doors to open when suddenly rumors began to surface.
Rumors that one of the quests on the show was going to be none other than ….. Donald Trump.
Lee Wee screamed in horror and refused to believe it to be true!!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO she screamed when her new friends Ed & Sandy from Georgia confirmed it with a Google search.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO she screamed when she saw the words “Secret Service” on the jacket of the officer in the building.
“No No No No No!” She said as she stated “I will NOT be clapping for that ass!” “I did not get up at 2:47 to see HIM … NO!”
Laughter at her clear frustration ensued around her as she wondered if her afternoon would be spent in the custody of the FBI.
Sandy asked with laughter, and a southern drawl, “Well, who would you want to see today?” Lee Wee responded with a solid “Anyone else on this planet would be great!” A N Y O N E
Lee Wee was in such deep denial at this point that she continued asking anyone with a pulse if it were true, even though all the evidence was crystal clear and her belongings were just searched by a Secret Service Agent.
First she asked the bathroom attendant who rolled her immigrant eyes, sighed and said … ‘yes.”
Next she asked the gentlemen at the desk who responded with a solid … “he sure is.”
Last but not least she asked the young man at the t-shirt kiosk who sadly stated, “yes! and it’s been the worst day of my existence as an employee.”
Lee Wee returned to her place in line defeated. She was about to enter a private hell.
There she was stuck in a LIVE studio, unable to rid her corneas and ear drums of the poison that was about to be forced upon her for the next HOUR.
Lee Wee sat in horror as she spotted DT right in front of her as he waited in the wings to hit the stage. She knew seeing that “hair” in person wasn’t going to be easy, but what she didn’t expect was for him to SPIT on the floor before walking out.
So it’s true kids, money can’t but class!
While everyone stood up, as they were told to do, she remained seated with folded arms in protest of his presence.
After what seemed like an eternity listening to this ass trying to convince 
himself that he was a “good person” Lee Wee was ready to move on.
The audience was filled with a majority of like-minded people and Lee Wee found it joyfully painful watching the producer waving his hands like a drowning fish to get the audience to applaud, as she silently chanted “no means no!”
FINALLY! The Donald left the building. Lee Wee began to smile, and the world was good again.
Lee Wee and her bestie spent the rest of the day soaking up everything this grand city had to offer in true best friend fashion while they … Enjoyed The Ride!
Life With The Top Down 
That would be disappointing.
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I was a hair away of kicking and screaming on the sidewalk.
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Ah ha! So it Was you! I thought I heard the scream!
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Indeed it was! Hissy fit is an understatement.
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If I had tuned in for that morning broadcast I would have shut the TV off. I wonder how many people did. What were the producers thinking?
On the other hand, your sacrifice was rewarded with a day in one of my favourite cities.
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It was to promote his book, which he let us all know did not need promoting because it’s so wonderful everyone is just buying it. Thank God my favorite city healed my wounds.
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Too bad they didn’t pan to the audience as the all puked at that Cretan’s words. You should get your money back! 😉
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The tickets were FREE in money only. It was so painful.
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I know. I was being funny. You should sue!
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Seriously! The hair alone damn near scared me to death.
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Wait…he spit on the floor?
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YES!! Right on the damn floor!
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Lisa, that would be disappointing to have your dream day soiled by an unpleasant experience. Lee Wee should take comfort in knowing she was not alone, which is a good sign. Keith
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That was indeed the saving grace.
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A friend of yours? Oui oui, Lee Wee?
Crossing arms in solidarity.
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So, not a Trump fan?
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Oh God, how I love this. Please, don’t ever put your top up. When I go to the West Side early in the morning, I see them lined up in rain, sleet or snow, to be a member of the studio audience. They have a complimentary coffee and bagel/muffin truck in front of the studio for the tourists who can’t wait to go in. They get tickets ahead of time…it’s a big deal…and to have Donald Trump wreck it is just un…fucking…fair. Love the story though, Only in New York…only in America…only on TV . You rock Top!!!
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The Burgdorf Goodman windows made everything better! We saw so many dogs heading to the park in the morning and of course stopped them all to pet … I was thinking of you! So many dogs and only 2 hands … lol
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Wow – that would have made me so angry to have gotten up so early to see that idiot!
Merry Christmas and happy holidays to you and your family!
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I’m not sure I could’ve handled that. Listening to that big ignoramus spout his self-serving prattle would’ve been torturous. I admire your endurance.
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Kind of like hitting yourself on the head with a hammer. It feels good when you stop!!
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At least the ride is never boring, right?
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