A brush with greatness (or at least fame)
A customer sent an e-mail on Friday asking which cruiser Hilary Duff is riding in this picture, so I replied to say that it's the Alloy SS. Later that afternoon, the marketing director sent a company-wide e-mail with a picture of Owen Wilson riding one of the cruisers, just as a cool product placement thing. I replied to that with the Hilary Duff picture attached (along with a note about the customer sending it to me, so that he didn't think I was browsing oh-hilary.com). The marketing director forwarded my e-mail and the picture company-wide too.
A few hours later, the sales rep for L.A. saw the picture from me and called our office, guffawing. Apparently, the sale rep has a shop just down the street from his house, and when he's not on the road, sometimes helps out on their sales floor. A couple weeks ago, he said he helped this "really hip-looking young couple buy a matching pair of Schwinn Alloy SS cruisers - he had lots of tattoos and she was cute and tiny." It was Hilary Duff and her boyfriend, who is the lead singer of Good Charlotte (which is some sort of angsty teenager band).
The moral of this story is that you shouldn't get famous. Wait - is that right? Well, something about fame and knowing your roots and Hailey Duff having a giant beak of a nose anyway.