Friday, April 21, 2006

last night's brush with fame

Scene: My restaurant last night, circa 7 p.m. I am very very busy and the hostess is nowhere near the phone.

Gina: Goodeveningthankyouforcalling[myrestaurant]thisisGina!

Michael Stipe: Hi, Gina! It's Michael Stipe!

Gina: . . .

Michael Stipe: What's your availability tonight for six?

Gina: . . .

Gina: Uh, holdonasecondplease.

End scene.

At least I didn't approach him during the course of his meal and tell him how I saw the "Losing My Religion" video for the first time back in second grade at my friend Sarah's house and it, like, totally changed my life and stuff. I did, however, probably stare a little too much at ol' Mike and Patti Smith getting cozy at their table. Cult Rock Heros, They're Just Like Us! They Eat Panini With Friends!

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Yeah, that's cool.

I saw Prince Harry in a bar a couple of weeks back. Clearly royals are also just like us... They drink beer with friends ;-)

Fat Asian Baby said...

i miss you. and there's something wrong with my eyeball. seriously. i have an appt with a ophthalmologic neurologist next week maybe.

Gina said...

aww punkin. i miss you too. i'd say i'd call you tomorrow but i'm working in the day and then doing my best to kill my liver. let's make a phone date for sunday. and, uh, sorry about your eyeball. i'd give you advice but i got a c+ in my eyeball psych class.