30 Times People Were Saddened And Disappointed By Celebrities, Shared In An Online Thread
There’s something about celebrities that just makes us want to know everything about them. We get caught up in their talent, stunning looks, captivating charisma, or enviable wealth that makes them seem worlds away from our regular lives. And let’s be honest, we've all created scenarios in our heads of unexpectedly running into our admired star at least once or twice.
But as they say, never meet your heroes, and many people can tell you from experience that this is some solid advice. Redditor Netwinn decided to find out whether many starstruck fans felt devastated to discover their idols aren’t as remarkable as they believed.
They asked, "Who was your saddest celebrity encounter?" and fellow members of Ask Reddit delivered a bunch of unexpected stories. Below, we’ve selected some of the most interesting replies, but since there’s no way of knowing whether they are fact or fiction, remember to take everything with a pinch of salt. Continue scrolling and upvote your favorites as you go!
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My saddest celebrity encounter was also my greatest. When I was in college I was an extra in a few scenes of "We Were Soldiers", a Vietnam movie with Mel Gibson and Sam Elliott. While I was waiting for a bus to take me back to wardrobe one of the casting guys came up and picked me out of the crowd and asked me if I wanted to be in another scene with Sam Elliott. Of course I was ecstatic. I sat in this van waiting for Sam to come out and it was going to drive us to the scene.
Finally he comes out looking all pissed off and sits in the front seat. Against my better judgement I said something to the effect of, "Mr Elliott I'm a huge fan of yours and it's an honor to be in a scene with you." He snaps back: "Shut the f*ck up kid." Needless to say when Sam Elliott tells you to STFU, you do it. So that's the sad part, though getting cussed out by a guy who typically plays the badass in movies was cool in some way.
We film the scene which is a short scene where he walks by Chris Klein and cusses at him about something. We film it over and over and I'm just some soldier walking by in the background. Occasionally between takes Sam would look over at me and scowl. After it's done we get back in the van to head back and Sam is again in the van. He turns around and says, "Sorry about earlier kid, I just didn't want to f*ck up my mood for the scene. I appreciate the compliment." Suddenly it dawned on me that when he cussed at me he was trying to stay in character for the upcoming scene. Pretty cool experience.
Organized a good sized comic con, so I've worked with quite a few. But the saddest was really subtle:
Peter Mayhew (chewbacca), was in the green room for lunch on the 2nd day. He looks very tired and is almost totally wheelchair bound because of his terrible joint problems. I'm sitting across from him while we eat and his assistant asks if his hand is feeling alright to sign more autographs (terrible arthritis).
He closes his eyes and nods his head and whispers out "how much longer will this go today?" To which his assistant delicately replies "just 5 more hours."
And he whimpers a little and sheds a few tears as they wheel him away from the table and back out to the fans.
The saddest part is that he's the nicest guy and never denies a fan while he's at the con and always smiles even though he's in loads of physical pain.
To learn more about our fascination with celebrity culture and why we're so interested in their day-to-day lives, we reached out to Kelli S. Burns, Ph.D., an associate professor at the University of South Florida and author of Celeb 2.0: How Social Media Foster Our Fascination with Popular Culture.
"Celebrities possess a range of qualities many people aspire to have, such as talent, success, fame, beauty, and wealth," she explained to Bored Panda. "Additionally, society has placed a high value on celebrity status and continually communicates and reinforces that value to us through entertainment media and awards shows, among other ways."
Been waiting for a moment to tell this one. When I worked at a restaurant in Florida a few years ago Muhammad Ali and his family came in to eat. Me being a fanboy and knowing who Ali was kept staring from a distance, and eventually ran next-door to Books A Million to buy his biography "King of the World" and have him sign it.
As he was leaving I stood and held the door open for them.
His wife was helping him out of the door. He was looking at the ground. No speaking. Slow walking. Shaking from the Parkinson's.
He got to the car and his wife was helping him in. I asked her if I could meet him and have him take a photo and an autograph.
She was delighted and said sure! "Cassius, this young man would like to meet you" she said. I held out my hand and shook the hand of the greatest Boxer to ever live. The hand that knocked out Fraiser. That mighty right hook.
I immediately started crying. (And tearing up right now). She said "don't cry, it's okay!" I had to explain that it's surreal to meet the famous "Ali".
She handed him the book and the sharpie and said "Cassius he wants your autograph" and she opened the book for him and put the pen in his hand. He took at least (no joke) 2 full minutes to sign his name. And it was at that point that it killed me. This was Cassius Clay. Muhammad Ali. The most charismatic, float like a butterfly sting like a bee, man in boxing history. And he was such a shell of his former self because of the Parkinson's. It was so heartbreaking. It really was.
She then took a photo of us together and I thanked him, and her and went on my way.
But god damn that will be the saddest moment meeting a celebrity I think I'll have face.
I used to go to a small gym. The owners were laid back and had their cats roam around all the time. It was never an issue and people who went regularly would pet them in between sets. My husband and I go to the gym one day. We're the only ones there aside from a trainer in the corner with someone. My husband (a very observant man) tells me to go do some kettle bell swings. I thought it was weird but headed over to the kettle bell section. There is the trainer with Ben Affleck (training for Batman). I didn't want to disturb him, so I completely ignored him. Except it's a small gym. So I'm working out on the bench next to nice guy Ben, and I can feel him trying to acknowledge me. Suddenly I notice one of the cats starts to pee in the corner next to Ben. I shout "NO!" to stop the cat, and scoop him up. Ben turns to me and says "Hey, is that your cat?" Clearly trying to start conversation. I look at him and awkwardly say "It's not my cat" and walk away. I had an opportunity to talk to Batman and instead became the crazy cat lady. My husband was watching from afar, dying laughing. Now whenever I do something awkward my husband will scream "It's not my cat!!"
I became interested in evolution and physical anthropology in high school after exploring the topic in books and discovered Richard Dawkins. I was in the process of reading another of his recent books when I found out he was doing a signing in the city. So I went to his talk and waiting in line to get an autograph.
All through the Q&A session, people had great complex questions for him about his theories and ideas on evolution or certain species. I thought I would be clever and ask a simple and fun question. So in the cover of the book, I wrote, "What is your favorite animal?" I expected this to be refreshing when he went to sign my book.
I got to the front and as he opened my book to sign it, he was a little thrown off. He gave me a look like I was mentally impaired and just signed his name.
I was crushed and felt really embarrassed that my recent idol thought I was stupid. I wandered off through the racks of books and found a small group of 5 people huddled around one man speaking.
I was curious and still trying to forget my last encounter, so I listened to this energetic man speak about the universe to this impromptu gathering. He was very knowledgeable and interactive. When I got a chance I asked him the same question, "What's your favorite animal?" He was very happy with the question and went on a long explanation of why the wolf was his favorite and when he first encountered one in Yellowstone.
I learned later that man was Neil Degrasse Tyson. What a day.
People have been obsessing over superstars for a long time — searching for role models, showing admiration, and dreaming of how to be more like them. But quite recently, it seemed difficult to ignore murmurs that the age of the celebrity might be coming to an end.
However, Burns argued that celebrity culture is probably more dominant than ever before. "As long as we have cultural products, we will have celebrities. And as long as we have social media, we will have platforms for anyone to become a celebrity, and that is a very appealing prospect for many people."
"Today, many young people aspire to be online influencers, and the most successful influencers will become celebrities in their own right. Although celebrity culture may experience some shifts as a result of social media, it is not on the decline," she added.
Betty White. It was right after the Golden Girls (and Golden Palace) had ended. Her career was not in the best place at the time. I was at the Beverly Center in Los Angeles and saw a poster promoting Betty White signing her latest book about how much she loves animals. I liked the Golden Girls so I thought I would swing by the bookstore to take a gander at Betty White. It was so sad. I'll always remember she was sitting alone at a big table with a stack of books in front of her. People were in the bookstore shopping but no one was buying her book or really acknowledging her. She just sat there, pen in hand, waiting. She would occasionally wipe off some imaginary dust to look busy. I'm getting the chills just remembering it. Of course, I was such a self-involved college kid that I just stared at her from far away. I should have just gone up and talked to her.
Joaquin Phoenix and the drummer from the Raconteurs once came into the bar I was hanging out at. (This was post crazy beard phase) He wasn't acting weird or anything but a bunch of girls I guess he knew came in and they were all mingling. Having a good time. I thought it would be fun to buy him (Joaquin) a round of whatever he was drinking. The bartender served it to him, turned around and pointed to me, and Joaquin looked dumbfounded. Like totally flattered. He bowed and mouthed "Thank you so much!"
I felt kinda dumb for doing it. Later on I found out (from the bartender) that he was acting like a madman. Not a total douche but just kinda wild. Irritating folks. Walking in front of cars in the street and being loud.
When I asked for my tab (which had been pretty hefty) the bartender told me that he had picked up my bill. And all my friends bills as well.
So. Crazy weirdo or not. I'll always remember that kindness. As sad as it was to see him drunkenly irritating the F out of people.
F*cking Joaquin Phoenix bought my tab.
Lots of drunk guys in bars irritate people, none of them have ever paid my tab. This is a win for Joaquin.
I met Jane Goodall at my University and she had become so tiny and little-old-lady-like that I realized the world doesn't have that much time left with her, and upon hugging her I burst into tears.
As we become more and more engaged in their daily activities, being stuck at home during quarantine pushed our fascination even further. "The pandemic offered opportunities for virtual interactions between celebrities and fans and also more glimpses into the personal lives of celebrities," Burns explained.
"During this time, we saw artists hosting musical concerts from their homes, actors reading books to children, dancers hosting dance parties, and celebrities sharing fitness routines."
The professor mentioned that Cameo, an app that lets people hire athletes, actors, and other stars to create personal video messages, also exploded during the pandemic. It allowed "fans to purchase a personalized video that could be a gift for a birthday that couldn’t be celebrated in person or used to surprise graduates during a virtual ceremony," she noted.
I saw Bob Saget at the Holocaust museum. He was crying.
What a mushball. The world needed you a little while longer Bob! We miss you.
I work for an airline, so I see some celebs from time to time. One time Tom Cruise cussed me out because I wouldnt violate federal law and bring his checked bags to him planeside. Made him go to baggage claim like everyone else.
This is more embarrassing for me...
4AM in an airport I ran into Adam Savage.
Strike 1: Don't talk to anyone in an airport at 4AM. They're just as delirious and tired as you are.
Strike 2: Don't f**k up and say his co-hosts name when you try to say hi.
Bonus. He tweeted about 5 minutes later complaining about idiots in airports trying to say hi by calling him Jamie...
Learn from my mistake.
He rejected your reality, and substituted his own. Also known as actual reality.
Yet, unhealthy levels of celebrity obsession do exist, and some people can become too invested in their lives. "Today, we have much more access to celebrities than ever before, which has the potential to further intensify our obsessions."
"Not only do we see them on television or listen to their music on Spotify, but we can engage with them on social media, track where they are going, and peer into their personal lives," Burns added.
That's why fans often experience parasocial relationships with celebrities, "a one-sided perception of friendship that some followers feel toward the target celebrity. The more the fans engage with the celebrity online, watch their movies, or listen to their music, the more they feel like they have an actual relationship with the celebrity."
Went and saw Steve-O do his stand up tour. After his show, he said he would meet everybody there. We waited in line, and he was being super nice, laughing and taking pictures with everyone. Right before we got to the stage some fat, redneck asshole told him that he was funnier back when he was on drugs. It killed his whole vibe. When we got to him he just took a picture with us and said thanks for coming, but he was clearly in a bad mood. I don't blame him at all, he was still extremely nice, but he was clearly irritated. It was cool that he still met us and took a picture with us though. Seemed like a really cool dude.
I met George R. R. Martin at the Blaze Pizza in Evanston a couple of months back when he was in town to accept an award from Northwestern University. At the time, I was listening to the audiobook of A Clash of Kings, and he very excitedly told me, "You've got a ways to go to catch up!" When I told him that I've already read what he's published three times, and am listening to the audiobook as a new way to experience the story, he just kind of ... deflated. He let out a big sigh, and just said, "Yeah, I need to finish the next book. People won't stop bothering me about it."
Demi Lovato. Just thinking of this story makes my blood boil.
I was at a restaurant downtown Toronto with my little sister who at the time was 9 and a huge Demi fan. We saw her walk in with a couple of people and one of them (not Demi) began chatting with the seating hostess over what looked like the menu. Demi wasn't a part of the conversation and was just kind of standing there her eyes glued to her phone.
My sister was flipping out at this point and I gave her my cell phone and told her to go ask for a picture. Mind you I would not have encouraged her to go over there if Demi was eating or having an important conversation or whatever, I know some celebrities don't appreciate being interrupted while they're eating and I completely understand that, but she was literally just standing there doing nothing so I didn't think it would be a big deal.
My sister walked over on her own and I sat and watched Demi tell her something along the lines of "No, can't you see I'm f*cking busy?!" My sister came back to me in tears and we immediately paid for our unfinished food and left, because she was so upset. Her saying no is not what I had the problem with, it's the tone of voice she used and the fact that she cursed at a 9-year old child that got to me. My sister was a very shy and timid kid so her going over there on her own was a huge deal and showed me how much that stupid picture meant to her.
According to Burns, parasocial relationships are common but not necessarily problematic. They may even have "positive impacts on the self-confidence and sense of belonging of the fans."
But while some fans only dream of unexpectedly encountering their favorite idol, others actually get that opportunity. For some, it becomes a memorable moment. For others, however, it turns out to be strange, disappointing, or downright heartbreaking.
"We have many more fans than celebrities, which means that celebrities cannot possibly accommodate all the requests from fans for selfies, likes, appearances, and birthday shout-outs," the professor said.
Little late to the party but Michael J Fox has a house where I live and I was putting a grill together for him and he was leaning again his car talking to me and he was just all over the place, being an 80s baby he was one of the biggest actors for me growing up and it was hard seeing him like that, Parkinson's is a hell of a disease.
Worked for a cell phone carrier call center a while back, canceled Heath Ledgers cell phone post mortem.
I was drunk at a friend's bachelor party in vegas in '95. We are walking through the casino, and I see this glorious man with what can only be described as the aura of a movie star around him. I immediately recognize him as Sammy Davis Jr. I run up and say "Sammy can I get an autograph?!" and he just turns around like he didn't hear me and starts walking. Thinking he couldn't hear me I kind of yell "Sammy Davis Jr!". He turns around, looks right at me, and says "You're a real asshole".
I was pretty oblivious and had no idea why Sammy Davis Jr. was treating me like I had slapped his little sister's ass. For a few years after that every time his name came up I told people how big of a jerk Sammy David Jr. was. Fast forward to a few years later and I'm watching the movie Renaissance Man with Danny Devito and I'm like "wait I didn't know Sammy David Jr was in this movie" ....which caused me to imdb it ...and it all finally clicked.
I had called Gregory Hines Sammy Davis Jr. to his face 5 years after Sammy died. It was probably the most delayed embarrassment I've ever felt in my life.
tldr: I have no idea what Sammy Davis jr. looks like.
"Fans should remember that celebrities are people too who are possibly stressed, rushed, and preoccupied. Some celebrities will see the importance of building and maintaining a fan following through their engagement with fans, while others are more focused on their work," Burns concluded.
I met Hulk Hogan when I was four (latish 80s) at some wrestling thing in Dallas. All I remember is that my dad got his attention as he was walking toward the ring, and when he came around he stuck out this GIANT hand and said "Put it there, darlin'!" I recognized him but he was scary, so I peed my pants and cried. I guess it's obvious now that he wanted a handshake or a high five or.... something? No idea. Anyway, scared the piss out of me. Dude is huge.
I had waited an hour and a half in line for a ride at Great Adventure. Was in the front seat line so the wait was even longer. Finally, I was next in line--watched gleefully as my train pulled in. And Chris Rock and his family come walking up from the exit and are given my spot, without waiting at all. I was both sad and mad and have held a grudge against him ever since.
Not me but my friend's sister-in-law saw Jack Black walking down the street and eventually the crossed paths and her, not wanting to pass up the chance at meeting him, approached him. She said something like "Is it really you?" And he said yes. Then she said "This is so weird, its really you." And he said "It's not weird for me."
Then he asked her where she was going and she said she was going to the weed dispensary, thinking he might find it funny but he turned a bit sullen and said he was going to visit his mom in the hospital. She said she wouldn't bother him for a picture and he thanked her and left.
Your casual reminder Judith Love Cohen was even more awesome than her son.
Met Vince Vaughn in a bar in Hollywood. He was with his entourage or whatever, and had quite a few drinks. He hit on a (girl) friend of mine, and I was amazed to see her totally blow him off. Not that she should have gone for it, but it was pretty incredible to see a multi-millionaire movie star get rejected by an accountant.
After Katrina, my now-wife and her then-boyfriend were in Whole Foods in New Orleans, shopping. There was a guy there who looked like Laurence Fishburne, and the boyfriend turns my wife and says, loudly, "Damn! Laurence Fishburne got fat!"
The man turns around slowly and just stands there, looking at them, forlorn. It was Laurence Fishburne.
It's not a celebrity but, I met a French-Canadian voice actor at a anime con panel, about 6 years ago. He let me voice act a character and I was super happy. The whole team of dubbers were really impressed with me and I was ecstatic.
He saw I had a pin that said "free hugs" and he asked me for a hug, so I hugged him, I was so happy he was one of my favourite voice actors and he kissed my cheek, it was really dark in the room because it was to see the projection of the huge screen with the film on it, so, while heavy breathing he kissed me again then kissed my neck and groped me.
I was so frightened and it really made me sad because he was such a hero to me and it crumbled my little 17 year old heart. I thought "If voice actors are like this, I don't want to voice act anymore." and I didn't pursue that dream.
How sad! You should have reported it. That was sexual assault. Plus, the dumb dirt licking snot worm, kept you from going after your dreams! I am so sorry!
I was working as a concierge at a high end resort in Park City, Utah. Justin Timberlake was staying with us for Sundance, and one of his entourage called the front desk and let us know their internet was being flaky. I was the go-to tech guy, so I ran up to his room and restarted the router for them, and I was hero of the night to everyone in the room. Literally, high fives and chest bumps. As I was riding the elevator down, I heard Timberlake in the garage (great acoustics) BELTING out one of his songs as he was waiting on the lift. The door opened, and we were standing face to face, and I said "I dig your sound, man." He looked at me dismissively and said "You should. I get paid for it." and walked past me like a schoolyard bully, complete with shoulder bump.
I had an entirely eyeball/body language conversation with Chris Pontius in a Guitar Center. He was playing an acoustic. I saw him, he looked at me. I realized who he was, he saw that I recognized him and he gave me a look that was so sad, like, "please don't announce to the world that I'm here." I nodded and he smiled and looked relieved. The end.
My brother met Gene Simmons back stage at a show he was playing in. Gene complimented my brother highly on his guitar playing but then said "too bad you'll never make it" and just walked away.
My dad once accidentally told Clint Eastwood to please kindly leave Canada.
Back in the early '90's, Clint was in southern Alberta doing some shooting for Unforgiven (I think, probably). It just so happens that so were we, but not because of a movie; we were doing some camping, and had been camping for like a good solid week before deciding, one day, to check out the Royal Tyrel Museum of Paleontology, because that's the best thing ever, it wasn't super expensive (we lived on an extreme budget, our family of 4 in the '90s), and it's an easy way to keep your tiny children (I was maybe 6?) occupied when you just need a day of not keeping them from killing themselves, you know?
So there we were, this extremely stinky, camping family, the very embodiment of the lower class, hanging out in a museum looking at dinosaur bones because awesome. It just so happens that Clint and crew had the day off and decided to check out dinosaur bones too, because that sh*t is awesome and I respect a movie guy who likes massive bones. Er, what? Anyways. We're there, looking at dino bones, they're there, looking at dino bones.
Now, to add some context to my father's state of mind: I was a loud, obnoxious 6-maybe-year-old. My sister was worse because she sucks and is dumb, but this story isn't about her anyway. Dad has spent a week trapped more or less in the confines of a tent with his idiot son and stupid toddler daughter, and is on edge. He probably wants a fight, I dunno. He's spoilin' for an argument.
Well, Dad overhears one of the crew guys griping about how lame Canada apparently is compared to America, and how he couldn't wait to go back home, etc, and the crew guys were chuckling about it. So, stinky dad waltzes over -- a true, red-blooded Canadian, proud of his country, a real patriot -- and tells them that if they don't like it, why don't they all f*ck off and go back to America*. Dad doesn't realize that Clint Eastwood is among the people he's swearing at, because Dad invented the Dumb Dad trope.
After they wander off, grumbling about rude stinky Canadians or something, Dad comes back to us, and Mom essentially asks him, happily, "Oh what were you talking to Clint about?" all bubbly and excited.
"Clint who?"
Because Dad is a red-blooded Canadian patriot who realized that he f*cked up hard, I spent my youth watching a loooot of Clint Eastwood movies. Dad suffers pretty deeply from 'Canadian guilt', which is a lot like your standard 'white guilt', except it isn't biased toward race. Essentially, he's just sorry all the time. Made for good movie nights as a kid though. A++, would watch Dad put his foot in his mouth again.
TL;DR - Dad told Clint Eastwood to f*ck off, without realizing that he was talking to Clint Eastwood.
I interrupted a Daniel Radcliffe photo shoot at the Chelsea Piers a few years back.
I was in a hurry and had to get the truck I was driving out of a loading dock and to my next stop. I ran out and opened up the gates when someone tried to stop me. They decided that the loading dock was the perfect spot to take pictures of him.
I'm a big Harry Potter fan, and I spun around and he looked me dead in the eye like "What the f*ck?" and I swear, he has the bluest eyes I've ever seen and they stared right into my soul.
I was all sweaty and disheveled. I'm also not your typical truck driver. I'm 5'4" on a good day, and I'm fairly girly as far as tomboys go. I probably had a big bow in my hair. I think I just yelled "I've got to f*cking go, f*ck this!" and ignored all of them. Jumped in the truck and drove off.
Sorry Harry Potter, but some of us have real jobs to do!
Rachel Weisz. I never let on that I knew who she was and just chatted happily with her as the conversation dwindled and she became more sullen and withdrawn. Finally she snapped at me about something and I immediately sat back and went silent. A couple minutes after, she got up to use the restroom and her nanny leaned over and said simply and quietly, "She gets upset if you don't acknowledge who she is.
I got c*ckblocked by Brad Pitt.
I was an extra in World War Z and I met this girl there and we were talking and all was great until one time Brad Pitt walks by.
Was very friendly to her... totally blanked me.
His stunt double was a cool dude though.
For anyone who knows QOTSA (Queens of the Stone Age) and Josh Homme: Back in 1994, shortly after Kyuss’ release of their "Blues for the Red Sun" album, I (M45 today) went to their concert in Cologne (Germany) in this small venue in the basement of "Rhenania", max. 100-150 people around, not more. Was the first live gig for me, so already pretty exciting. While waiting for the concert to start, we had a drink at the bar (max 5 meters away from stage). Suddenly, Josh Home & John Garcia come to the bar right next to us, trying to get some drinks. For whatever reason, the bartender asks them to pay but both did not have any cash ….Perfect moment for us to help them out, buying them 2 beers & chatting for a few minutes. Finally, we asked if they had any band t-shirts, and guess what: Josh walks away, comes back with 2 shirts for each of us and with a big smile asking for some change in return, so he could pay for his next beer by himself … Still have those t-Shirts ....
CSB: Local (to me) football team... not long after winning a Super Bowl, one of the key players was out at a chain steak restaurant, having a nice meal with his family. If you didn't know who he was, you wouldn't have known it was anything but a normal Thursday night because there were no shy looks, no autographs, no pictures, no pointing... everybody minding their own business & acting like they don't know him. Eventually they finished and headed out. As he got to the door, he made an announcement to the restaurant saying something along the lines of "This is why I love this town! I came out to have a nice meal with my family and you were all incredibly respectful. As thanks, I've picked up all of your tabs. I love you guys!" Then walked out like a boss.
I was lucky enough to win tickets to see the charity premiere screening of Star Wars-Attack of the clones in Leicester Square London . As I was walking towards the cinema entrance, Anthony Daniels was also on his way in signing autographs etc. So I politely asked him,"Mr Daniels,can I have your autograph" ? He looked at me and said "oh no, I'm only signing for the fans" and turned away. To say that I felt like a piece of something you tread in was an understatement, absolutely ruined the experience for me, thing is, he's made his money for playing one character from the likes of me.
My friend (who lived in Vegas) and I were walking from a parking garage to the Fremont Street experience and nearly plowed into Morgan Freeman who came out of a side door of a Casino. He was there filming "Last Vegas" and we didn't realize it was him at first. My friend was all "omg where the F@#K is the F@%$ing entrance??". I did a double take as he skirted around us and then looked at her, shout-whispering that she was dropping F bombs in front of Morgan Freeman. Almost ten years later and we still cackle about it.
Didn't have the energy to plough through all of these texts. But here's something that happened to me. Was invited to some fancy japanese art exhibition (i never go to such places). All hogofogo snobby guests. Ended up talking casually with some elder gentleman for a few mins. Then, after we left my friend said "OMG! That was [whatever his name is]. He is a famous actor!!!!". And I thought: maybe he was just avoiding the crowd and happy to talk about something else (cheese, if you must know). I still don't have a clue whom I talked with - but he was just a really nice guy. And I like to think this was an oasis in a desert of blah.
Back in the mid-1960s (yeah I'm old) my family was in, NYC from Texas for a wedding. My mom was out with my sisters (aged 13 and 10). They got into a slow moving elevator with another man. My sisters immediately recognized him as a movie star (I forget who) got all excited and whispered his name to mom. She very distractedly said "who's that?" The rest of the long ride was filled with an awkward silence as he tried desperately to blend into the wood paneling.
Jason Segal was wandering solo in Belmont Shore, Long Beach about a year ago. Saw him several times over the course of two days on 2nd street. The first time, I looked at him with recognition, and he just smiled and nodded and kept on moving. Seems like a nice guy, no entourage. Didn't change his clothes either
Nothing but ordinary people who've been turned into tiny "gods" by googly-eyed "fans" who think the "celebrities" can do no wrong 🙄. Nobody alive on the planet in this day and age is worth celebrating in a huge show of fanfare, trumpets blowing, "Hey look, it's ME!" sort of way, absolutely nobody.
I was honored to meet Dr. Ruth at an honor society convention. For those who don't know who she is, she was a sex therapist and normalized a lot of subjects previously considered taboo to talk about. She wasn't even 5ft tall (they had to give her a box to stand on), but she was larger than life. Wicked sense of humor, endless energy and extremely kind. I was in the elevator when she got on. The international officer (Phi Theta Kappa honor society) introduced me and I was able to talk to her. Nicest lady ever. Also briefly met John Legend at another PTK convention a few years later, just after he released "All of You", which he played. He shook my hand and left.
Not exactly a list of sad encounters, but when I used to do Jiu-Jitsu as a teen, I did meet a lot of guys who used to fight in the UFC. I met multi-time UFC light heavyweight and heavyweight champion Randy Couture (who also starred in the Expendables), and he was a very nice guy who signed my Randy Couture book, and I took a fake faceoff picture (like after the fighters weigh in). Also got my blue-belt from Robert Drysdale, who was very smart and had a great sense of humour. Also met Denis Kang, a big name in Canadian MMA, and Jesse Bongfeldt, another Canadian who fought in the UFC. The coolest though was when Luke Barnatt from the Ultimate Fighter came to the gym to help prepare for his fight. I recognized him from his awesome flying knee KO win from his season, rolled with him, took a picture, and he even autographed the gloves he wore from the show and gifted them to me.
My father used to be a truck driver. He would deliver large loads of fresh produce to restaurants all across New Jersey. One morning at like 4:00am he finishes unloading and locks up the restaurant. As he's walking to his truck a limo pulls up and Woody Nelson gets out and orders my dad to open the door and let him in the restaurant. My dad politely tells him "No" and apparently Woody goes off on a tantrum talking about he knows the owner, dont you know who I am, and he's going to have my dad fired etc ... My dad says to him, " I don't give a f* who you are and no Im not letting you in". My dad goes back to his truck to wait for the owner to arrive to sign for the delivery. About 45 minutes later the owner arrives to sign and says ", Thanks for not letting him in. This is the third time this week this has happened". Dad said Woody Nelson wreaked of weed and formaldehyde. 🤣
I was working in Chicago at the Adler Planetarium - a beautiful, old, historic place. Right on Lake Michigan, incredible view of the Chicago skyline. I was eating lunch down by the water by myself, just chilling. Gorgeous day. All of a sudden this huge limo pulls up and 4 long haired guys dressed in black jump out (I have a weakness for long hair, so my head snapped up fast...) They are quickly directed to an area about 25 feet from me and line up for a few fast photos, back facing the skyline. They were looking at me and I looked at them and realize it was the band Metallica. They made it fast, re-arranged once or twice, click click and they were on their way back to the limo. They walked right by the table I was sitting at. I could have touched Kurt Hammet (sigh) I said, "Hi guys!" and got 3 "f*** you!" back at me. In all fairness, Kurt was the one who didn't say anything, and Lars Ullrich is a little toad. Not that I left with any opinion ...
I met Colin Powell when I was in 3rd grade. I walked out of the main doors of the school with my mom and saw a guy in a suit standing there blocking the stairs. He was getting his picture taken. I had no idea who he was. So little kid that I was, I said "excuse you" really loudly and went around him. My mom was super embarrassed. Then he stared at me and asked if I knew who he was. I said no. Then he snorted said "nice kid" all sarcastic and I said "nice face", also sarcastic. Then he laughed and gave me a sticker. My mom never let me live it down. He's a politician who's apparently famous. I saw Keanu Reeves because of a movie they're filming here (Oklahoma) but I didn't bother him. Idc about famous people anymore than I did when I was in 3rd grade. Lol. He was apparently a complete ass to people who did though.
Colin Powell went to bootcamp with my late Grandpa. They were bunkmates and good friends. I got to meet him once at a book signing. We waited in line for maybe 30 minutes. The press was there and he had two body guards flanking him. When it was finally our turn my Grandpa happily greeted his old friend and Colin instantly jumped up from his seat exclaimed "Tommy!" (my Grandpa's name) Colin's bodyguards freaked out and immediately jumped in front of him. Colin quickly told his guards to calm down and that he knew him. They talked for a bit and laughed about their time together in the service. Then he introduced me to him. I don't remember what he said to me because i was so young and this was so long ago. I just remember he was a really nice guy. Over the years my Grandpa always would give you an earful when it came to politics but I never heard him say a bad word about his friend. They both will be missed. 🕯
Load More Replies...For anyone who knows QOTSA (Queens of the Stone Age) and Josh Homme: Back in 1994, shortly after Kyuss’ release of their "Blues for the Red Sun" album, I (M45 today) went to their concert in Cologne (Germany) in this small venue in the basement of "Rhenania", max. 100-150 people around, not more. Was the first live gig for me, so already pretty exciting. While waiting for the concert to start, we had a drink at the bar (max 5 meters away from stage). Suddenly, Josh Home & John Garcia come to the bar right next to us, trying to get some drinks. For whatever reason, the bartender asks them to pay but both did not have any cash ….Perfect moment for us to help them out, buying them 2 beers & chatting for a few minutes. Finally, we asked if they had any band t-shirts, and guess what: Josh walks away, comes back with 2 shirts for each of us and with a big smile asking for some change in return, so he could pay for his next beer by himself … Still have those t-Shirts ....
CSB: Local (to me) football team... not long after winning a Super Bowl, one of the key players was out at a chain steak restaurant, having a nice meal with his family. If you didn't know who he was, you wouldn't have known it was anything but a normal Thursday night because there were no shy looks, no autographs, no pictures, no pointing... everybody minding their own business & acting like they don't know him. Eventually they finished and headed out. As he got to the door, he made an announcement to the restaurant saying something along the lines of "This is why I love this town! I came out to have a nice meal with my family and you were all incredibly respectful. As thanks, I've picked up all of your tabs. I love you guys!" Then walked out like a boss.
I was lucky enough to win tickets to see the charity premiere screening of Star Wars-Attack of the clones in Leicester Square London . As I was walking towards the cinema entrance, Anthony Daniels was also on his way in signing autographs etc. So I politely asked him,"Mr Daniels,can I have your autograph" ? He looked at me and said "oh no, I'm only signing for the fans" and turned away. To say that I felt like a piece of something you tread in was an understatement, absolutely ruined the experience for me, thing is, he's made his money for playing one character from the likes of me.
My friend (who lived in Vegas) and I were walking from a parking garage to the Fremont Street experience and nearly plowed into Morgan Freeman who came out of a side door of a Casino. He was there filming "Last Vegas" and we didn't realize it was him at first. My friend was all "omg where the F@#K is the F@%$ing entrance??". I did a double take as he skirted around us and then looked at her, shout-whispering that she was dropping F bombs in front of Morgan Freeman. Almost ten years later and we still cackle about it.
Didn't have the energy to plough through all of these texts. But here's something that happened to me. Was invited to some fancy japanese art exhibition (i never go to such places). All hogofogo snobby guests. Ended up talking casually with some elder gentleman for a few mins. Then, after we left my friend said "OMG! That was [whatever his name is]. He is a famous actor!!!!". And I thought: maybe he was just avoiding the crowd and happy to talk about something else (cheese, if you must know). I still don't have a clue whom I talked with - but he was just a really nice guy. And I like to think this was an oasis in a desert of blah.
Back in the mid-1960s (yeah I'm old) my family was in, NYC from Texas for a wedding. My mom was out with my sisters (aged 13 and 10). They got into a slow moving elevator with another man. My sisters immediately recognized him as a movie star (I forget who) got all excited and whispered his name to mom. She very distractedly said "who's that?" The rest of the long ride was filled with an awkward silence as he tried desperately to blend into the wood paneling.
Jason Segal was wandering solo in Belmont Shore, Long Beach about a year ago. Saw him several times over the course of two days on 2nd street. The first time, I looked at him with recognition, and he just smiled and nodded and kept on moving. Seems like a nice guy, no entourage. Didn't change his clothes either
Nothing but ordinary people who've been turned into tiny "gods" by googly-eyed "fans" who think the "celebrities" can do no wrong 🙄. Nobody alive on the planet in this day and age is worth celebrating in a huge show of fanfare, trumpets blowing, "Hey look, it's ME!" sort of way, absolutely nobody.
I was honored to meet Dr. Ruth at an honor society convention. For those who don't know who she is, she was a sex therapist and normalized a lot of subjects previously considered taboo to talk about. She wasn't even 5ft tall (they had to give her a box to stand on), but she was larger than life. Wicked sense of humor, endless energy and extremely kind. I was in the elevator when she got on. The international officer (Phi Theta Kappa honor society) introduced me and I was able to talk to her. Nicest lady ever. Also briefly met John Legend at another PTK convention a few years later, just after he released "All of You", which he played. He shook my hand and left.
Not exactly a list of sad encounters, but when I used to do Jiu-Jitsu as a teen, I did meet a lot of guys who used to fight in the UFC. I met multi-time UFC light heavyweight and heavyweight champion Randy Couture (who also starred in the Expendables), and he was a very nice guy who signed my Randy Couture book, and I took a fake faceoff picture (like after the fighters weigh in). Also got my blue-belt from Robert Drysdale, who was very smart and had a great sense of humour. Also met Denis Kang, a big name in Canadian MMA, and Jesse Bongfeldt, another Canadian who fought in the UFC. The coolest though was when Luke Barnatt from the Ultimate Fighter came to the gym to help prepare for his fight. I recognized him from his awesome flying knee KO win from his season, rolled with him, took a picture, and he even autographed the gloves he wore from the show and gifted them to me.
My father used to be a truck driver. He would deliver large loads of fresh produce to restaurants all across New Jersey. One morning at like 4:00am he finishes unloading and locks up the restaurant. As he's walking to his truck a limo pulls up and Woody Nelson gets out and orders my dad to open the door and let him in the restaurant. My dad politely tells him "No" and apparently Woody goes off on a tantrum talking about he knows the owner, dont you know who I am, and he's going to have my dad fired etc ... My dad says to him, " I don't give a f* who you are and no Im not letting you in". My dad goes back to his truck to wait for the owner to arrive to sign for the delivery. About 45 minutes later the owner arrives to sign and says ", Thanks for not letting him in. This is the third time this week this has happened". Dad said Woody Nelson wreaked of weed and formaldehyde. 🤣
I was working in Chicago at the Adler Planetarium - a beautiful, old, historic place. Right on Lake Michigan, incredible view of the Chicago skyline. I was eating lunch down by the water by myself, just chilling. Gorgeous day. All of a sudden this huge limo pulls up and 4 long haired guys dressed in black jump out (I have a weakness for long hair, so my head snapped up fast...) They are quickly directed to an area about 25 feet from me and line up for a few fast photos, back facing the skyline. They were looking at me and I looked at them and realize it was the band Metallica. They made it fast, re-arranged once or twice, click click and they were on their way back to the limo. They walked right by the table I was sitting at. I could have touched Kurt Hammet (sigh) I said, "Hi guys!" and got 3 "f*** you!" back at me. In all fairness, Kurt was the one who didn't say anything, and Lars Ullrich is a little toad. Not that I left with any opinion ...
I met Colin Powell when I was in 3rd grade. I walked out of the main doors of the school with my mom and saw a guy in a suit standing there blocking the stairs. He was getting his picture taken. I had no idea who he was. So little kid that I was, I said "excuse you" really loudly and went around him. My mom was super embarrassed. Then he stared at me and asked if I knew who he was. I said no. Then he snorted said "nice kid" all sarcastic and I said "nice face", also sarcastic. Then he laughed and gave me a sticker. My mom never let me live it down. He's a politician who's apparently famous. I saw Keanu Reeves because of a movie they're filming here (Oklahoma) but I didn't bother him. Idc about famous people anymore than I did when I was in 3rd grade. Lol. He was apparently a complete ass to people who did though.
Colin Powell went to bootcamp with my late Grandpa. They were bunkmates and good friends. I got to meet him once at a book signing. We waited in line for maybe 30 minutes. The press was there and he had two body guards flanking him. When it was finally our turn my Grandpa happily greeted his old friend and Colin instantly jumped up from his seat exclaimed "Tommy!" (my Grandpa's name) Colin's bodyguards freaked out and immediately jumped in front of him. Colin quickly told his guards to calm down and that he knew him. They talked for a bit and laughed about their time together in the service. Then he introduced me to him. I don't remember what he said to me because i was so young and this was so long ago. I just remember he was a really nice guy. Over the years my Grandpa always would give you an earful when it came to politics but I never heard him say a bad word about his friend. They both will be missed. 🕯
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