The lovely and talented Christa and I have answered several questions after being tagged. We both have met several “famous” people. I think it’s safe to say, we both agree that these people are just normal people, but have jobs more people know about.
So we wanted to see who has met whom. Both of us have traveled extensively, a back ground where well know people participate, and I am at the point, where if I don’t write these things down, I am sure I’ll forget them soon.
There is one thing I need to get off my chest before you read this list. I have never wanted to be a groupie, talking about the old days, and drop lots of names. That is not the motivation here. But when she asked me how many “famous” people I had met, I had no idea.
So I have stuck to the people who you may recognize, people who have been in movies, people who have been in television, and band names (because I didn’t want to write every person in the band down.) I have hyper-linked when possible to IMDB or to their website in case you need to see the face.
S Epathan Mekerson
The Barenaked Ladies
Ben Folds Five
They Might Be Giants
A Tribe Called Quest
In March of 2000 I was three months in to my busiest year of the tradeshow business to date, participating in fifty-two conferences, tradeshows, and internal events. While making my way through the Orlando airport, packed with Mickey eared children and tired parents, I stopped for my usual bottle of water at the gift store.
With a long line at the register I had to hurry to the gate. Picking up the pace with my large bottle of water in a plastic bag in one hand, luggage in the other, plus my laptop backpack I turned a blind corner. My freight train momentum then plowed into this tiny woman who bounced off my chest and barely stayed on her feet, leaving a small smudge of make-up on my crisply pressed white shirt. When our eyes met my guilt worsened.
"Ms. Harris – I am so sorry. I didn't see you" I said with humility.
"Oh, that's all right honey, takes more then that to get me down."
Katherine Harris is now running for the US Senate in the State of Florida.
My friend Lynne and I went upstairs to the Four Seasons for drinks after work one night in the fall. We knew a few people who worked there that could score us a few freebies from the appetizer menu. The music store wasn’t paying all that well for two artists in Chicago.
When we were done, she went to the ladies room off the lobby and I waited in one of the big comfortable chairs by the front desk. It had a perfect view for what happened.
The elevator door opened and a teenage boy clicked out on the marble floor with crutches and a cast on his leg. What I’ll assume were siblings and a mom stepped out after. There was a ding as the doors started to close and a single hand popped out to catch it, and it opened again. Small luggage bags were thrown from the open doors one at a time – then Bill Murray stepped out. He went to the pile of bags and slid each one of them to the desk across the smooth floor like a curling stone on ice, where they landed at the front desk.
He finished checking in. Everyone got back in the elevator and the doors closed. Lynne came out of the ladies room asking me why I had such a big smile on my face.
I never actually met him – only watched as he checked in. That's why I didn't include him on the list. Reports from the staff, he tips very well, is nice to work for, and kind.
As the manager of a video store at the corner of North and Wells I had the pleasure of meeting many people who worked at the Second City Improvisational Theater. The store is no longer there, probably a good thing. So many of them had huge late fees and never returned a thing.
There was one avid viewer however, named Chris Farley, who everyone talked about. He was “the next Belushi”, “on his way to Saturday Night Live” people said. They were more correct then you could imagine.
Right before he went on to greatness, he was still watching lots of movies; but his schedule was a little different then others. The Second City show started in the evening, and ended late. So when he was done at 11:30 – Midnight, everyone would head across the street for drinks. Then down Wells to another bar that closed later. Bed time for an actor could be as late as nine o’clock maybe ten in the morning.
So after a long night, before going to bed, while the morning manager opened, Chris might stop by to rent a video before the store opened. “Paul - I need a video – open the door” he would say in the low deep voice, using the drop slot as a mechanical mouth. “Chris needs to rent a movie – let him in” he might say. It was Chris; of course you bent the rules and let him in.