"A while back some girls at work and I got together to see an 'All Male Review.' One of the strippers was a young man with jet-black hair and a blinding smile (but not the best-looking or best-built of the dancers). During intermission he dragged me out of the audience to dance with him onstage.... I took pictures of him (some naked in the dressing room!) and he even followed me out! Recently I was surprised to see his picture on the cover of Soap Opera Digest. It was All My Children star Mark Consuelos! I wrote to him, and even shared the photos I had taken of him in the buff. Several months later I finally received a response... a lousy form letter and a photocopied black-and-white headshot. What a jerk!"
Couldn't you feel "TJ's" excitement? Empathize with her humiliation? Of course! An encounter with a celebrity can lift us up or crush us like bugs. Howard is another example:
Stranger Personals
"Once Meg Ryan came into the frozen-yogurt shop where I used to work. This was back when she was still riding high on Innerspace and When Harry Met Sally. She ordered a vanilla yogurt. I served it to her, took her money, and thanked her. Then she left."
Or did she? Meg left the yogurt shop, but never Howard's heart. Their uneventful exchange has tormented him ever since!
"If only I could have that moment in time back again... the things I would say to her! Like, 'Meg! You are even more beautiful in person!' Or, 'Hey Meg! How was working with Martin Short?' Or even, 'Meg, you and Dennis Quaid belong together forever.' Or at least, 'Meg, that yogurt is on me!'"
But alas, star-struck and tongue-tied, Howard treated his screen idol as just any common frozen-yogurt eatin' schmo on the street. Now time has soured what could have been a golden experience. "These days, I just hate her... her and Russell Crowe." Oh, Howard, let the healing start....










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