OK STORY TIME gather round kids to hear the tale of me and Jensen at autos
So I made this Radio Company art poster, which I’m stupid proud of. Also I brought a six pack of Spotted Cow (local beer from my home state of Wisconsin) because Jensen the brewery owner deserves to know what a good Wisconsin local brew tastes like. (I was lugging that beer around in my backpack all fucking day like a pack mule)
So I get up to the front of the line and give the poster to his handler. She slides it across the table to him and he stops to take a long look at it. Then starts smiling. “This is really cool!” he said.
“Thanks!” I said. “I made it.”
“You did?” Then he pulled out his phone. “Can I take a picture of this?”
“Well,” I said, “I have a copy of it, if you’d like.”
Jensen blinked and went “Oh! Well. That’s even better!” He took the copy and gave it to his handler.
“I also have beer,” I said, and set the six pack on the table. “If you want that.”
And Jensen just got this gleeful glint in his eye. “Oh, no,” he said, totally deadpan, while pulling it towards himself, “I couldn’t possibly accept beer. No, no, I hate that stuff.”
My favorite part was when the handler asked me, “do you want him to just take one bottle?”
I just laughed and said “no you can have the whole thing if you want. Share it with whoever.”
So they seemed excited about that. Jensen asked where it was from and I explained it’s a local place in Wisconsin (New Glarus Brewing Company for those interested.)
I said that I’m not a big beer person, to which he responded “yeah I’m not either” Such a liar.
Anyway that’s my Jensen auto story and I gotta say, even though I’m not a big beer drinker, I’d absolutely sit down and have one with that guy.
