So I managed to exchange pleasantries with a celebrity at the O'Hare Hudson News Stand this morning without having a clue that the woman was a celebrity.
She was looking for toothpaste while I was looking at magazines. I tried to help her find some and couldn't find any. We walked to the counter together. She ended up going with gum, and I continued to stand with her clueless. Finally it dawned on me she must be *someone* when she called over to a nearby bodyguard who passed over her Amex black card from her Vitton carry-on bag.
Classic.
Meet my new BFF.
Monday, June 25, 2007
I had to ask the salesclerk "Who was that?"
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Mark my words -- It won't be long before you will be the "someone" that a fellow traveler will be asking the salesclerk about!
JSH
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