Ozzy And His Truck . . .

So I was working for a trucking company and Ozzy Osbourne had a truck on our lot.  A light green one.  He was out there messing with it I was watching him out the window.  The boss comes in and says "he won the overload award this month, you need to call him and tell him."  I thought that pretty cool.  In real life overloaded trucks are not rewarded but fined and dangerous.  Anyway, I turned out I lived just up the street from his house so I thought instead of calling him I'd go to his house if he's there I'll tell him if Sharon is there I'll tell her and she could tell him and that would simplify things.  So off I trot to his demure red brick home and Sharon and a couple of men were in the garage talking about something and the garage door was open so I just walked in to tell Sharon the news.  She flipped.  "WHO ARE YOU WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE????" she demanded.  "GET OUT OF HERE!"  I weakly tried defending myself telling her I was an employee where Ozzy had his truck and I needed to tell him he won an award.  I left and decided I'd call after all. Ozzy on the other hand was very nice to me, he came in the office and at first I fangirled and my hand shot to my mouth as I uttered "OH SHIT" when he came in.  He smiled and said "That's ok I sometimes think that is my first and middle name and people just like to call me that!" and then I woke up.  Trippy!