Have you ever been rude to a celebrity?

I told the straight guy who did the Dreamgirls drag in Longtime Companion he missed a few words.

Yes to Barbra Streisand when I was introduced to her at a holiday party in late 1974.

I was 20 and visiting a friend who worked in the industry and went along as her guest to the soiree.

At the time I worked for Blue Cross and Blue Shield in HR and when I found myself standing with Barbra for a few seconds, was asked what I did for a living. I responded.

Barbra looked at me as though I were contagious and said, "No, I mean what do you do in the business."

I told her I was not part of the business and worked in Personnel (at the time BC/BS referred to the department as Personnel. It later was changed to Human Resources).

"Well then I'm not going to stand her wasting my time talking with you" she said as she started to walk away.

"Nice meeting you Jimmy Durante" was my parting shot.

It was only the temerity of my youth that made me say something so bitchy and I was politely asked by the host, to leave, which I did.

It was explained to me by someone else that, at the time, Barbra didn't like to waste her time talking with people who didn't have connections to the business and/or something to offer her that she might be interested in.

Yes. I used to work in entertainment at a talent agency so I am very comfortable around them and not easily starstruck. I was at a the Skin Cancer Foundation gala in NYC a few years ago and I rode the elevator up with an older woman who looked familiar with me and she was with Katie Holmes and I assumed the familiar looking woman was a dermatologist. Then it struck me that it was 2 time Oscar winner Dianne Wiest who I fucking LOVED in Edward Scissorhands and Bullets Over Broadway ("Don't Speak!"). Once off the elevator I interrupted them and said "I'm so sorry Katie, I never do this" - and Katie assumed I was going to ask for her autograph or something - I turned my attention to Dianne and said "Miss Wiest I ADORE you and want to thank you for so many amazing performances in movies that have formed the fabric of my life - Edward Scissorhands was the film that made me want to go to film school and Bullets Over Broadway is one of my favorite films ever - I want it at least once a year - Don't Speak! I hope you both have a lovely evening."

And I left it at that. Katie started out looking a little pissed at the beginning but as she saw Dianne Wiest beaming I think enjoyed that her friend was the one that was actually getting the attention. I mean, Katie Holmes - she's famous for marrying that nut job. Dianne Wiest is an incredible actor. And she looked great - aging gracefully and not trying to look someone 30 years younger. That room was full of derms and plastic surgeons and society women and a lot of them looked like puffy freak shows (sort of like those sad Madonna photos we see on here).

When I was a kid, maybe 13, my uncle had season tickets to the California Angels games. One night ,my stepdad took me and my brothers to the game with my uncle. Afterwards, we went to the "Clubhouse" bar. We passed through the restaurant, now closed, and went and sat in the clubhouse, where stepdad and uncle had a beer or whatever. It was so fucking smokey in there I told my stepdad I was going out to sit on the bench by the elevators. I was sitting there miserably letting my eyes tear to wash away the smokey burn when the elevator door opened and Reggie Jackson (who was hot shit at the time) stepped out, dressed in a suit not his baseball uniform. For whatever reason he asked me, as if he did not know, where the clubhouse was. I was young, but I knew this was a bullshit question and I was supposed to be impressed by Mr Hotshot Sportsball Guy. I just waved my hand toward the only doorway that led to the noisy smokey bar and looked away from him.

R2 I laughed out loud at this

Barbra sounds quite the cunt. With such a face one should be kind to others.

The R2 post just HAS TO BE the signature Datalounge story. So awesome.

I'm loving the Barbra story. Even if it's not real, it sounds like it could be real. And fuck that host.

Told you, I am an enrichment for this site! Without me, you would not have heard that Barbra story.

She is completely forgotten now anyway.

In the early nineties I was on a flight from Chicago to New York for work. I was in first class. The flight attendant asked if I would move to coach. I said, ‘why”? Mary Tyler Moore and her assistant were across from me and her assistant’s friend wanted my seat. I said no. Then Mary asked me why would I not move considering who was asking? I told her unless she was flying the plane I didn’t care who she was. I kept my seat. What a Bitch.

(R8) The host's theme song was "Thanks for the Memory" :)

Paul Brogan Concord, NH

I told Robert Plant to hurry the hell up one time when he was taking forever to put his shit away in the overhead bin. We were boarding a flight out of LAX, and he was one of the first to board, of course – and he seriously was so slow in taking stuff out of his bag, gently putting his leather jacket across the seat , etc all while walking anyone else from being able to pass and board. I finally just said “Would you hurry the hell up and move out of the aisle already?” and he begrudgingly slowly stepped into his row a little bit

interesting topic.

I interview celebs for a living (social media has ruewinned my business) so, I can't really tell any off, but I've had some inadvertent snafus.

I was interviewing this newcomer on a TV show once in her dressing room and said, 'so, based on your wardrobe, I seeing you're playing the poor girl on the show.' (I already knew she was, I just like to glide into things.)

She says, 'See those clothes on that rack?'

Yes.

'That's my wardrobe. These are my clothes.'

OUCH.

She could not, however, have been nicer, went on to become a huge star, and I re-told her the story years later at a party. She laughed and was as gracious. It's nice to see some people not change with success.

I had many crazy run ins with Lauren Hutton when I was a pharmacist

r13 ruewinned?

Please share the name of the celeb. I'm guessing Kristy Swanson.

R2 For various reasons, that story sounds implausible, but I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt as it made me laugh very hard. If true, good going. Thank you for a great start to my morning! :)

I once shoved a cream pie into Bonnie Franklin's face.

I didn't hold the elevator for Jackie O.

R10, that's so funny

I remember Alan Cumming was on Graham Norton's show and he was pretty much unknown in America (graham norton wasn't that famous either) and Graham asks him about working with Mary Tyler Moore. Alan must have drunk or really nervous because they started talking about how everyone always says, "doesn't Mary look great"? and Alan adds, "Everyone always says that and I always want to say, NO SHE DOESN'T, HAVE YOU SEEN WHAT SHE DID TO HER FACE"?

I almost peed my pants watching that because we've been saying that on DataLounge since 1998. Over the years I've tried searching for that video, I don't know if they scrubbed it off the internet but I can't find it among thousands of Graham Norton videos

WHY CAN'T YOU TREAT ME LIKE I WOULD BE TREATED BY ANY STRANGER ON THE STREET?!!!!!!!

R13 Names or don't bother.

R15, I watch a LOT of family guy

I went into a camp before Spike Lee did period he was pissed as we drove away.

This was on sunset boulevard, West Hollywood near the Mondrian hotel. I think it's now called The standard. I remember because it was after 9/11

*Cab

[quote] Mary Tyler Moore and her assistant were across from me

Omg, I used to know MTM’s assistant, but it was during the 80s, so it’s probably not the same queen. .

I told Isaiah Washington I didn't believe he was Isaiah Washington. This was before he became a Trumptard.

I saw Rupert Everett in "The Vortex" in London in 1989. I didn't clap very hard.

I told Ad Rock of the Beastie Boys if he hit my leg one more time with his carry on luggage I would fuck him up. He looked scared like no one had ever talked to him like that before. This was round Licensed to Ill time and they were being shitty to everyone.

One of my friends was once at the (now torn down) Out of Town News kiosk in Harvard Square in 1988 when George Bush Sr. and Dukakis were running for president. An older woman standing next to her was looking at the cover of TIME Magazine on display, and making little amused snorting sounds. Thinking the woman obviously wanted to say something to her, my friend turned to look at the woman. The woman smirked and pointed at the cover, which had George H. W. Bush plastered on it, and said, "That's my brother!" My friend stared at her right in the face coldly and replied, "I don't [italic]care,[/italic]" and walked away.

[quote] I turned my attention to Dianne and said "Miss Wiest I ADORE you and want to thank you for so many amazing performances in movies that have formed the fabric of my life

And Dianne replied, "MARY!"

[quote] It was explained to me by someone else that, at the time, Barbra didn't like to waste her time talking with people who didn't have connections to the business and/or something to offer her that she might be interested in.

Or to put it another way, that she was a cunt.

Imagine someone "explaining" that to you. I love that you called her Jimmy Durante, R2. lol

I snubbed the governor at a Dolly Parton concert in Utah. He was seated across the aisle from me and during intermission went to shake my hand and I refused and turned away.

R23 I've met Spike lee before. He's an incredible asshole and super short. I don't even think he's 5 foot tall

He's a dick just for the sake of being a dick

[quote] I told Ad Rock of the Beastie Boys if he hit my leg one more time with his carry on luggage I would fuck him up. He looked scared like no one had ever talked to him like that before. This was round Licensed to Ill time and they were being shitty to everyone.

🤣🤣🤣 R28, that is some funny shit. badass.

A body guard intervened, but I was thisclose to kicking Stevie Nicks in the vagina bone.

R2. I am a huge Barbra Streisand fan, but that story was priceless, very funny. Rather snobby of BS.

R10. I was a huge fan of Mary Tyler Moore. I would have given up my first-class seat to MTM and sat in coach since the flight from Chicago to New York is only a couple of hours. I loved Mary and she turned me on with her smile forever. However, I don't believe I would have given my seat up for her assistant's friend. That's kind of a pushy request.

Buck would have given up his seat.

When I was 12 I went to a party for the grandchild of the owner of the Diplomat Hotel in Hollywood Florida. The Osmand Brothers were appearing at the hotel and were also there. Donny was at the table and was really moody and kept asking when he could leave. The Birthday girl sweetly asked him to please wait for her cake. He made a face and she began to beg and then she started to cry. I told him he was an asshole.

How many of you thought this said "nude to a celebrity"?

I haven't been *intentionally* rude to a celebrity in person, though I've had a couple of well-meaning interactions go sideways and either bring up unpleasant memories or result in another celebrity making fun of them for several days.

The one thing I've done with malice was attend an [italic]Angel[/italic]-themed party (which had much of the show's cast and crew in attendance) with a briefcase full of 11x17 enlargements of a high school yearbook photo of James Marsters with a gigantic afro perm. I handed out a few, but then Andy Hallett's squeal of delight upon seeing them was so wonderful I gave him the entire stack to do with as he willed. I wasn't well-connected enough to find out what he did with them, but I'm imagining dressing rooms wallpapered in the cursed things...

[Quote] The one thing I've done with malice was attend an Angel-themed party (which had much of the show's cast and crew in attendance) with a briefcase full of 11x17 enlargements of a high school yearbook photo of James Marsters with a gigantic afro perm. I handed out a few, but then Andy Hallett's squeal of delight upon seeing them was so wonderful I gave him the entire stack to do with as he willed. I wasn't well-connected enough to find out what he did with them, but I'm imagining dressing rooms wallpapered in the cursed things...

I'm so jealous 🥺

[quote]"I'm so sorry Katie, I never do this"

Awfully fucking familiar R3.

[quote]Then Mary asked me why would I not move considering who was asking? I told her unless she was flying the plane I didn’t care who she was. I kept my seat. What a Bitch.

I would have looked at her and deadpanned "Buck wouldn't move."

R41, and now Hallet is dead. Coincidence? I wonder ...

I had to become quite aggressive with Chrissy Metz when she was helping herself to the "Autumn Harvest Buffet" when she had only purchased a "Once Around the Garden". She got pissed and never left a tip.

Apparently I was.

I once looked at Diane Sawyer as we passed on the street. She glared back at me with a "HOW DARE YOU!!!" type expression.

I once flipped off Michael Jordan because he was making me late for work!

I sent a tweet to Sean Hayes calling him an Uncle Tom.

R49 that reminds me, I once compared Patti Lupone unfavorably to Elaine Paige as Evita on Twitter. She blocked me.

I was rude to a celebrity on Instagram, it was one of the Carver twins, I forget why though. A lot of fans came down on me.

[quote]I once flipped off Michael Jordan because he was making me late for work!

Same thing happened to me. Unbelieveably they allowed a main city street to blocked at morning peak hour just so Jackie Chan could film some chop chop crap. It meant I would be late for a crucial meeting. I shouted at him that he was "fucking selfish cunt", ruining at least one shitty little take. He smiled but the production crew were incandescent. It made me feel slightly better.

A friend, who is an author, posted about the book Annihilation by Jeff VanderMeer and I replied something like “Oh I *hated* that book. It was just garbage” and more. Then about two replies later, Jeff VanderMeer, who I hadn’t realized was a friend of the friend, replied thanking my friend for his kind words.

JFK Jr scolded me "No Teeth!" several times while I was choking on his gorgeous fat dick. No Irish curse!

Threads like these show how weird elder queens are when they lie about things that don’t matter. Personality disordered and just very much like ill women.

R51 what did you say?

R2 did people explain to you later that her saying that to anyone makes her a real cunt?

That's so selfish and cunty. People making excuses for her even worse. "Why would I talk to you if you are not in the industry?" Oh I don't know, maybe because I am a person? Because maybe the world doesn't revolve around you? Because maybe not everyone sees people a objects to exploit?

Waiting on a table with Aland Alda at some college event. The bastard mid-way through his main course decided he wanted what another guest was having.

I replied all courses had been per-ordered and that he should have been sure of what he wanted to eat, and that as he was one of a table of ten I wasn't making exceptions. He looked at me, I held his gaze, all 6'2 " of me, and he said no more. I'm Irish and delivered it in my own accent. I was in the country perhaps a year, and the disrespect which people showed to waitstaff shocked me. As a newly arrived immigrant with a graduate degree under my belt, I wasn't going to take crap from the likes of him. I'm sure it was far from choice menus Mr Alda was raised. He came pretty close to getting a clip on the ear.

I did notice a few almost imperceptible nods of thanks from other guests in my direction.

Wait, Alan Alda inquired about a different entree?. Is that so bad?

I asked a Senator whose name I shall withhold what political party he belonged to. He said Republican. Upon which I said, Oh well we can't all be perfect.

You forgot to tell us the whole table applauded, R58.

I don't even remember what forum it was, but about 12 years ago the discussion turned to Martin Sargent, who did the "wacky" segments on a tech show called "The Screen Savers." My friends and I absolutely hated him, he was a terrible host and acted like a jackass most of the time, and I said so on this forum, listing specific examples of errors he'd made and homophobic jokes he had told.

Within a couple of minutes Sargent himself posted on the thread and it turned out he was a beloved regular. He didn't post for a few days after that and I kept getting private messages from people absolutely LIVID because in private he said I'd hurt his feelings.

Yes. I turned down Michael Jackson.

I was only 4, but not a hussy.

I told him he was 'bad', to 'beat it' and it did matter to me whether he was 'black' or 'white'.

I highly doubt R2's story but I notice in the telling that the author never says they made any introductory comment to Barbra when they allegedly found themselves alone with her. She was the one to ask what this person did for a living. If I found myself next to someone of that stature I would sure as hell give her a compliment for her accomplishments.

Ken Sagoes (Kincaid from Nightmare on Elm Street 3 and 4) was trying to raise money for a short film he was making. He sent me a private message on Facebook asking if I would be willing to donate, but I didn't have the extra money to at the time. However I was honored an iconic actor from one of my favorite franchises was talking to me, so I acted like I was going to donate knowing I most likely wasn't. I was unfriended not long after. I still don't know if it was to make room for more people since he was close to Facebook's maximum friend count or if he was pissed that I didn't donate to his Kickstarter when I pretended like I would.

r58 what the hell is it to you, the waiter, if a customer wants to order another entree? If you were worried he wouldn't pay for the first one, that could have been dealt with a smile and a question. It's not necessarily rude to you. Just dumb by him, as it would arrive after his guests have eaten theirs.

I can't decide whether or not R58 is trolling. Maybe he's just really that entitled

I’ve recently been blocked by Dean Cain and Kirstie Alley on Twitter for going in on them for being Trump supporters.

Unintentionally, probably a few times. Intentionally, only once.

I was at a restaurant with a friend, waiting for our table that we had booked in advance. In walks DL's favorite tennis commentator, Chrissie Evert, with a (female) friend. They didn't have reservations, but she asked to speak to the manager and was given our table.

The manager apologized to us and tried to defend his behavior by explaining to us that she was a famous tennis champion. I corrected him and said, "Former champion. She retired some three decades ago."

When Chrissie and her pal were asked to follow the waitress, she turned to us, gave us a fake bitch smile and muttered, "Sorry, I'm in a hurry."

I was pissed off and said to my friend, loud enough for Chris to hear, "Yeah, I can imagine. So many more marriages to break up and husbands of friends to sleep with, and so little time." (This was around the time her marriage to the skier had just ended and Greg Norman's ex-wife was accusing Chris of having had an affair with Greg while they were both still married.)

Chris heard me, turned around and shot me a venomous look. I must confess, I did get a bit scared and probably looked like Martina Navratilova being forced to suck John McEnroe's cock at gunpoint. Evert didn't say anything and just walked to her table.

My friend and I left the restaurant and went elsewhere. Looking back I know I was unnecessarily nasty. I should have taken it up with the manager but, in my defence, Chris did play the famous person card and her mumbled apology was so transparently fake that I got nasty in the heat of the moment.

My spouse and I got third row seats to see the revival of Follies in NYC starring Bernadette Peters and Jan Maxwell. We were near the center section but near right entrance to the stage. Anyway, we were talking about the first half of the show (which was just fantastic) during intermission, and I said something like this right before the curtain opened for the second act:

"I normally hate Bernadette Peters, but she's great in this. She usually irritates the hell out of me with the baby talk and crying in every Goddamned performance....." It was a compliment that was really a rant about her. You get the picture.

Just as I was wrapping up my rant about her past performances, the lights dimmed, and Bernadette Peters appears from the side of the stage where we were seated (sorry, theater queens--I don't know which is stage left and which is stage right). She looked directly at me and glared at me as she walked to wherever she was going on stage.

My spouse turned to me in shock: "I think she heard you!"

At the end of the show, as she was exiting the stage, and we were standing giving a standing ovation, she walked off stage in our direction and glared at me again. she actually slowed down enough to make sure I knew it was meant for me.

We talk about it to this day. "Bernadette Peters hates my guts!"

She was terrific in Follies. But Jan Maxwell was better.

R70, did you by any chance play the lead role in the original Broadway production of "Evita" and the Lincoln Center revival of "Anything Goes"?

R71 LOL! Love, R70

Barbra is uneducated, nouveau riche trash and at least Jimmy Durante was ugly hot.

Hi--it's R70 again. My spouse just reminded me of another time we insulted a celebrity. And it's another Sondheim musical. But this time we insulted Sondheim himself!

It was the early 2000s and his musical Road Show was having tryouts in Chicago. (The musical might have had a different name then, but it ultimately became Road Show. My spouse is yelling at me right now insisting it was called Bounce when we saw it.)

It might have been the first preview of the show. There were a lot of Chicago big shots there. The actor John Mahoney was there. Mayor Daley was there. It was a big deal. (My spouse is rattling off names as I type, but I just told him to write his own post about it instead of standing over my shoulder and bullying me.)

It was definitely a special event. We got an invite to it because, frankly, we were both pretty hot back in the day, and old, rich theater queens were always giving us tickets to stuff.

Before the show, we were in the lobby having a drink, and my spouse suddenly starts laughing. "Guess who is cruising us? Stephen Sondheim!"

I turn around, and sure enough, he is checking us out. We launched into a mad whispering campaign on how to leverage this to our advantage, but by the time we could come to a decision it was time to go into the theater.

After the first act, we went outside for some air. As soon as we got outside, my spouse exclaimed: "I've seen some bad shows in my day, but this is the absolute worst!"

Well! Guess who was hot on our heels as we stepped outside? Stephen Sondheim. He heard the whole thing, turned and walked back inside.

We laughed, but felt bad about it. Still do. First, I kind of liked the show, even though my spouse hated it. Second, even when his shows aren't good, they're interesting failures and deserve respect. Third, we could have had a threesome with Stephen Sondheim!

I was working as unit PR on a movie set. There was a certain A-List actor who was known to carry his own air freshener because he had notorious terrible foul-smelling shits. Like nuclear bad. So we were on-location shooting. The site had a designated bathroom for the crew etc. Said star was using it rather than his trailer because it was easier to blame someone else in a group shitter. As he is bombing the toilet, he was spraying to cover the smell. I went in the bathroom and shouted "Jesus Christ it smells like someone shit out a Christmas tree" and had to leave it smelled so bad. It was loud enough everyone close heard me. Then a few minutes later out walks out star.

Trump was in scotland about 13 years ago, I was 13 at the time and my mates and myself flipped him off and mooned him, his team went mental and we were moved on by the police.

r75 Names or it didn't happen.

I'm using celebrity loosely - I tweeted at Rob Kardashian and Blac Chyna that they were proof you don't have to be white to be white trash and they reported me and blocked me.

[quote]Wait, Alan Alda inquired about a different entree?. Is that so bad?

[quote] what the hell is it to you, the waiter, if a customer wants to order another entree? If you were worried he wouldn't pay for the first one, that could have been dealt with a smile and a question. It's not necessarily rude to you. Just dumb by him, as it would arrive after his guests have eaten theirs.

R59. R66 I'm not the original poster, but In college, I worked as a waiter at many many events; they were catered by the college itself. It was a catered situation, which is different from a restaurant. You basically bring people food that has been pre-ordered. You don't take food orders, or change the selections.

In this case, after Alda had already eaten half his entree, he asks the waiter if he can have another, different entree. Let's say, he ate the chicken, now wants the beef, as well. This would inconvenience the waiter who would have to ask permission to bring a different entree, whatever. Why would he even do this, unless he was a privileged jerk? He knew the rules going in.

No it's not a huge deal, but the fact that he would do it shows he thinks he's entitled.

But you, the waiter, said you wanted to clock Alda. (Who said the Irish were combative?)

Keanu Reeves shit stinks so it was probably him.

[quote]I'm not the original poster,

ROFL

R82 Hey, Rofl, Do you know how to use the ignore feature to see who posted what? You stupid shit? You'd see I'm not the same poster.

R74

Actually, it sounds like Sondheim dodged a bullet.

(Road Show DOES have at least one great song: The Best Thing That Ever Happened. It was in the later [of many] versions.)

My mother once almost accidentally ran into TOP GEAR’s Richard Hammond in a supermarket car park (she’s 60 and her eyesight is poor, the car is big and he is a tiny man), and he was an absolute cunt about it in the aftermath - swearing, flipping her off, ranting to nearby shoppers etc.. So, she decided to badmouth him to the whole town - we are one of those insular small-towns of local yokels - and thereby got him on the informal secret blacklist from at least several small businesses and services in town.

People in the locale seem to dislike his snobby trophy wife, as well. Last I heard he’s thinking about selling up and leaving.

Your mom driving blind almost running someone over, and he dared to bitch about it

[quote]we could have had a threesome with Stephen Sondheim!

HE could have had a threesome with YOU if he'd had a little more imagination. He could have come up to you and said, "Excuse me, but why do you say it's the worst?" It could have been the perfect meet-cute conversation starter. Also, more to the point, this would have been the perfect opportunity to gather a little extra marketing data. "Bounce"/"Road Show" was clearly a passion project of his and he tried beyond all reason to make a go of it. Maybe listening to you (or allowing himself to fuck those who didn't absolutely worship him) might have been just what he needed.

[quote]Hey, Rofl, Do you know how to use the ignore feature to see who posted what? You stupid shit? You'd see I'm not the same poster.

ROFL

Not me personally I hope, but I was at Paramount to watch and score card a rough cut of the Lion and the Darkness. Then 10 of us were asked to stay behind in the screening room to verbally discuss the film. It was a horrible effort and some folks were especially harsh and expressed some extremely ugly attacks on the film and the actors. Unbeknownst to us, the star, director and some studio suits were seated in the back row and heard it all.

I guess they were hoping to get an unvarnished critique for improvements but some of the group sounded like they wanted revenge for some reason.

Oh forgot to mention, the name was subsequently changed to the Ghost and the Darkness.

R58, Alan Alda’s father was quite a well known actor so I doubt they were eating rubbish when he was young. Your response sounds quite snippy but I suppose it depends on the tone.

R86 my mother isn’t functionally blind, she just can’t see well without the glasses she was wearing at the time. She’s cleared to drive, and is in fact an extremely careful driver. She was initially horrified and apologetic that she nearly clipped Hammond, and it made her deeply upset that he reacted with such vitriol.

He is minuscule, and thinks it a sound plan to stride haughtily across busy car parks (not as designated crossing places), not looking where he’s going while enormous SUVs that dwarf him full of large families are trying to swerve other obstacles like small children. It’s a curious way to act given his history with vehicular accidents, too; almost like he’s deliberately endangering himself and others.

Plus he walks around our hometown like he owns the place, practically snapping his fingers at people. He has a rep for being extremely rude and dismissive to civilians, and he had that rep long before my mother almost knocked him over.

But by all means, defend the nasty little creature if you wish.

R86 my mother isn’t functionally blind, she just can’t see well without the glasses she was wearing at the time. She’s cleared to drive, and is in fact an extremely careful driver. She was initially horrified and apologetic that she nearly clipped Hammond, and it made her deeply upset that he reacted with such vitriol.

He is minuscule, and thinks it a sound plan to stride haughtily across busy car parks (not as designated crossing places), not looking where he’s going while enormous SUVs that dwarf him full of large families are trying to swerve other obstacles like small children. It’s a curious way to act given his history with vehicular accidents, too; almost like he’s deliberately endangering himself and others.

Plus he walks around our hometown like he owns the place, practically snapping his fingers at people. He has a rep for being extremely rude and dismissive to civilians, and he had that rep long before my mother almost knocked him over.

But by all means, defend the nasty little creature if you wish.

Yes. Decades ago, Steve Martin was filming a movie at my LA school (housed in a historic mansion). He wouldn't talk to us or sign autographs, so we decided to disrupt filming by yelling and running through a scene. Mel Brooks and his wife filmed a movie there and were delightful, visiting and talking to students.

Another time, while living in the West Village, I walked by Jen Aniston with Brad Pitt's mother. Pitt's mother asked me directions to the Spotted Pig. Even though I lived 2 blocks away from it, I gave the wrong directions and Jen about rolled her eyes.

I once stabbed Richard Hammond repeatedly and he had the nerve to ask me to stop. Bitch tried to act like I was in the wrong. Some people!

Stewart Lee on Richard "The Hamster" Hammond.

"He's WORSE than a hamster!"

Why would you give Brad Pitt's mom the wrong directions? Was she a cunt? It doesn't sound like she deserved that.

She's not the one who is the cunt.

R90, the lion died of embarrassment, eh?

Not me but a co-worker at a bookstore. Nancy Reagan had a scheduled appearance to sign her book but no one came over to her to ask to sign it. She left ten minutes after arriving. Co-worker yelled over her shoulder "what a twat." Nancy had to have heard it.

So you were a cunt to poor Brad Pitt's mother because you didn't like Jennifer Aniston? That's mean.

Jen was right to roll her eyes at you.

Why would Jen roll her eyes if she knew you were giving the wrong directions? If she did know where it was, why was Mrs. Pitt asking?

Your story doesn't make sense.

I am loving this thread but have to wonder who the real cunt is in the story - the celebrity or the DLer...

Jane Fonda called me an asshole as I was entering the NYSE in the late 70s; she was protesting whatever her cause du jour was at that minute. I told her to fuck herself.

"Mel Brooks and his wife filmed a movie there and were delightful, visiting and talking to students."

When I was in high school, Brooks was shooting a film at a local location. A friend of mine and her mother happened across the shoot, and Brooks talked to them and showed them around and was just as nice as pie.

Of course she was a pretty blonde of 16, but she didn't say anything about hitting on her. I think he's just a really nice man.

If you're not going to bother identifying the celebrity why even bother fucking posting. That's just stupid.

R66 It was a college dinner-he was an invitee, had been asked weeks on advance for his choice of entree. He has eaten 1/2 of his main course, and then he decides he wants what the guy across from him is having.

No way. No exceptions.

R67 Entitled? Read the post.

When passing Tony Roberts on the sidewalk, I growled “Hey, Max” out of the side of my mouth at him. I didn’t stop to see if he heard me or reacted.

Carol Ann Duffy.

The fat old pablum-writing sow was rude to me, first, though. Many years ago I, all of 18 and nervous as anything, was to go on stage and do a reading of my own work at Ledbury Festival right before her, so naturally I went to greet her backstage beforehand with a humble smile and a hug/handshake as well as a “thank you for having me”. After approaching her and verbally thanking her, I offered my hand, and she just gave me a withering look of total blankness as if I was shit on her shoe of unknown origin, and silently walked away from me. It was so humiliating, and though I have never been a fan of hers I was furious and upset by the slight all the same. I went onstage a few minutes later, killed it, and when caught by a journalist to take a few pictures with CAD for next years’ brochure I put a few inches between us and just smirked instead of smiling and hugging like the photog wanted. I didn’t speak to her or even make eye contact with her at the after events, and if anyone asked me about her recent collection that has just come out I pretended I didn’t know what they were talking about.

I console myself with the fact she is a tedious one-note middle class no-talent, whose books are only read by the limited or by schoolchildren, and that she has aged horribly. That incident also revealed to me that poetry professionals are the biggest and most devoid wankers in the world of art. After that I segued into theatre, and it was the best decision I ever made.

r107 ok ok I can see I overlooked the catered aspect. Still, you seem like the worst candidate for hospitality service of any kind.

Many moons ago, at an awards ceremony, I pissed in Meryl's cocktail.

Rude? Sure, but oh the laugh I had.

Harvey Weinstein was buying a lot of shit at a store where I worked about ten or so years ago, and he and the woman he was with kept changing their minds about what items they actually wanted, what kind of bags they wanted, etc., and eventually I said something really snotty, like “Well do you want a FOURTH bag, or don’t you?!” They had it coming. I remember Harvey was just like, “Hmm, do we really need a fourth bag?” I got the impression that he either couldn’t be shamed or was just such an entitled asshole himself that it didn’t even register when someone gave it back to him.

The truth is, I was way cuntier than he was in that moment.

R107, in this country, we would say "let me check"; check; and then either deliver the dinner or tell Alda it was unavailable. That is called "providing basic levels of service".

And trust me, the people at the table weren't flashing you looks of admiration. They were wondering why you had a bug up your asshole.

7 years ago I was in Harvey Nichols cosmetics department looking at face creams at the Chanel counter. I heard a lot of fuss and commotion and turned round to see Naomi Campbell with her retinue marching up to the counter. She stood right next to me, clearly vexed that I was in her way and tried to push me aside. When I protested she had the nerve to say loudly 'Don't you know who I am?' I shot back that I assumed she was just a sales assistant and turned my back to her.

Probably one of the few occasions that entitled bitch was lost for words.

I was flying back from Spain to London some years ago and I was sat in Business Class. The cabin was empty apart from me and Cilla Black and her PA. OMG she was a fucking nightmare with the cabin crew.

When the stewardess went over to ask he what she wanted to drink, she had to speak to her through her PA. She was an absolute cunt to the crew throughout the flight. She was obnoxious.

When we landed, I got off first. Anyway, we had to walk through a corridor to a door. She was right behind me, so I made sure as I went through, that as I pushed it, it swung right back into her face. I just sashayed away, leaving the carnage behind me.

I would have liked to have been rude to a celebrity when he was too damn busy with his hookers to pick up his daughter from camp. It was pathetic that some other parents had to take her home.

R114 you'd be dragged by the woke SJW crowd if you did that today, for suggesting that a black woman was a sales assistant.

R114 you'd be dragged by the woke SJW crowd if you did that today, for suggesting that a black woman was a sales assistant.

R118 - As a diminutive Chinese lesbian I think I'd get a pass.

R117, 118 = trolls

Post "SJW" - be ignored!

R120

I ignored you for being a fucking retarded dumbass.

I don’t think I’ve ever met one

[quote]No it's not a huge deal, but the fact that he would do it shows he thinks he's entitled.

Was this around the time he was starring in MASH?

I got blocked from Twitter for a week for calling Lindsey Graham a “Putrid Pansy with a puny penis” on Maria Bartiromo’s Twitter page . I wore it as a badge of honor !

R123 I'm not the original poster, so I have no idea. R107 is the original poster.

As for asking for a different entree at a catered dinner... the correct thing for a server to do would be to see if there were any spare entree plates in the back. Because at a large event extra plates could have been made in case the servers dropped some, or maybe someone could have sent their dinner back because they weren't on a juice fast/gluten-free/paleo/whatever diet when they ordered it or something.

And then and only then tell Mr. Annoying Alda that the chef says it can't be done. Or go in back, take a leak, don't wash your hands and fill the SOBs water glass, and then say it can't be done. At least make it look like you tried.

An English gurl I knew came to New York, I went uptown to have lunch with her at her fancy hotel. I said "Let's go up to the roof to see the pool". So up we went and she was filming me with her video camera. They were a new thing. It was pretty large. She was filming me because i was a good friend of her sister's and she wanted to take back some footage of me for her. We got up to the roof and Richard Dreyfuss was up there with a little gurl. So we said hi and she asked him to say hi to her sister on film which he did. Then we all ended up going down in the elevator together and she said "Who's is the kid?" and he looked at her like "and who the hell are YOU?" - I mean, she was rude, the way she spoke to him. Not I.

I'm sure Alda felt generally entitled. On the other hand, I've learned in life that it never hurts to ask. Sometimes you get what you want, and it's no big deal.

Typical DataLounge with some of these blind items from anonymous posters.

R129 is better than everyone here.

I used to work at a dinner theatre in Canada as a Stage Manager. We imported many “headliners” from America. Mostly C and D-list celebrities 20-30 years past their prime. Many of them were gracious and hard-working professionals. A few were entitled assholes with a deeply inflated sense of their own importance. Some I’d put in the latter category include Irene Cara, Richard Moll ( Bull from Night Court) and Mickey Rooney. These three stick out in my mind as particularly poorly behaved.

I can be a feisty prick myself when riled. I had several heated encounters with them after being treated unfairly like the help. Does this count?

I told Richard Grieco, at the height of his post-"21 Jump Street" popularity, his good looks only made him a dime a dozen in Hollywood

This was one celebrity being rude to another. It was one of those Clinton Renaissance Weekends and my friend, a nonfamous donor, was talking to Dr. Ruth. Everyone is required to wear nametags no matter how famous you are. No exceptions. And these things are packed with "names." Except, apparently, for Barbra Streisand who appeared without one. When she saw Dr. Ruth she made a beeline for her and started telling her how much she loved her and thought she was such an inspiration, etc. etc. Dr. Ruth, looking for a nametag and not being a bitch on purpose, smiled, said "Thank You! And you are?"

R128 Alan Alda is an enormously rich guy. Trying to cadge another entree at a catered dinner. He should be ashamed of himself.

R131, but ya were the help, Blanche!

R122

My partner and I, both 6 ‘4”, passed Dylan McDermott on some side street in the lower 20s a few years ago. He pulled his hat down and looked at the side lot because he was afraid we might notice him. As we passed by I said “I thought he would be so much taller”.

He looked about 5 foot seven.

R133

That makes me love Dr. Ruth so fucking much.

R97 I am just horrible with directions and I was probably off that day- perhaps I had taken a Valium prior. So that is why I gave Brad Pitt's mother wrong directions to the Spotted Pig.

R102 You win!! I never lived at 151 Bank Street, I never walked around the West Village and I NEVER ran into any celebrities as they HATE the West Village!!

Yes I am so bored I concoct stories about how I walked about the West Village and ran into celebrities.

I have been outed!! I am SO ashamed!!!

Morrissey's let himself go, r96

Oh lord, R83, NOBODY around here knows how to use the ignore trick. They don't even know how to use the ignore function at all.

Then they go off to some thread about technology and say life was better when all they had for a phone were two tin cans and a piece of string.

I was at the Farners Market in LA and, for those who have never been, it has a lot of walkways that are closely walled in on both sides by shops and kiosks amd counters and a lot of blind corners so you tend to walk at a slow enough pace so that you don't go charging into someone's path at an intersecting corner. One morning I'm walking to the place where I like to get coffee and I get virtually body slammed by someone who is racing through the crossing walkway. No apology, just a shouted, "I'm in a rush!", as if that excuses the fact that I literally had the wind knocked out of me and was turned 90 degrees. And, all of a sudden, I got a Tourettes-like attack and shouted, "Motherfucking shit bitch cunt troll asshole bitch cunt!" at the back of Charlize Theron.

I have a letter from a celebrity who called me an “ill bred Lout.” He knew me so well.

I once told Kim Zimmer that she was “a low - born gutter slut”.

I was visiting backstage at a TV talk show many years ago. While walking down a hallway, a door opened and Victor Buono handed me his pants saying, “You, boy. Have these pressed.” The door closed and I threw the pants on some boxes.

[quote] Waiting on a table with Aland Alda at some college event.

He is fabulously rich. When he did MASH he bought farm properties in the Hamptons in the 70s at bargain basement prices. Farmers were going belly up because of the gas crisis (they used a lot of gas-powered farm machinery), there was a bad recession and one farmer said his crops were being sold for less money pound for pound than ice in gas stations. He said, “All I need to do is freeze slabs of ice & smash them up for parties & I’ll make more money than I make spending my time plowing, planting, harvesting.”

Alda held onto the land and started developing in the 80s, 90s & 2000s. He built several high priced condo projects. He built 4 mega mansions on my block, each sold for $6-$10M in the 2010s. He also bought wooded properties. And very smartly, he bought wetland properties and parlayed the wetland by donating it to the town in return for the town giving his a nice chunk of free town land to add to his compound.

Guys like this have been very rich for far more years than they were middle class or slightly wealthy. They’re being told how great they are all the time, not just by fans but by directors, writers, other famous people.their doctors treat them special (I know this from experience in my NYC hospital work). It is a very insulated life and they’ve been living it for 40-50 years. They can’t be down to earth because they can’t remember what that meant. They get first class accommodations, they get countless awards for performances & for charitable donations. They all feel like they deserve it. They made it!

R146

So...Alda is scum?

Actually, R146's story indicates that Alda may be somewhere near as smart as he thinks he is.

[quote] R41, and now Hallet is dead. Coincidence? I wonder ...

One tragedy for which I can’t lay the blame on Marsters, alas. Andy was such a sweet and talented guy, and taken from us far too soon. I hope the fact he was much beloved by fandom was some comfort to him in his final days.

R89, I thought that movie turned out rather well. The harsh critiques must have helped the filmmakers separate the wheat from the chaff.

John Benjamin Hickey

I was working on a film he was on. He was so nasty and condescending to the staff. A few days before his final day he freaked out at me because I said something about a gay actor. He went all ballistic saying it's easier for actors like that because they can't pass like he does. Then he added I bet you don't even have a boyfriend while mine is a doctor.

I said "who do you thing you are? You are just a supporting player and hardly anyone knows who you are or cares if your are out or not." He was oddly half out and half in at this time.

Just a crazy sleaze ball. Seemed bipolar. Every day was a different mood. Some nice, some vile.

I remember a story a few years ago where a guy on twitter and a few of his fellow fags relentlessly harassed a NZ/ Australian Tv presenter that she ended up killing herself. He showed absolutely no remorse.

A famous rocker sent a band mate over to ask if I'd come back to his hotel room with him. I looked over at him, (he looked like a hairy frog btw) and said loud so he could hear, "No fucking way, what a toad!". He's not out, so not naming him. Maybe when he's dead.

McDermott is only 5'7"?! For real?

I once saw Nigel Farage (disgusting, inept right-wing Brexit pundit) being interviewed outside in London and I gave him the middle finger, not sure if he saw or not but it made me feel good. Odious little toad of a man.

R154 OMG, when I was in London I saw Nigel Farage as well! We should be friends!!

Did you also flip him off though R155? He's a fucking cunt that should have been aborted.

[quote]He is fabulously rich. When he did MASH he bought farm properties in the Hamptons in the 70s at bargain basement prices. Farmers were going belly up because of the gas crisis (they used a lot of gas-powered farm machinery), there was a bad recession and one farmer said his crops were being sold for less money pound for pound than ice in gas stations.

My ex did the same thing. He started out in the flats and then moved South of the Highway in Water Mill right on Mecox Bay. That move made him rich. Alan Alda lives next door but I don't see his house as being a mansion (neither is the ex's). It's kind of 70s modern and nothing you'd drool over. Sad to hear he's a prick. Always liked him.

R148 I don't get how his being smart scum makes him any less scum.

Alda is only worth 40 million?

I have a friend that works the check-in desk at an airport. He was working the Business Class line one day and a make celebrity walks up to the counter.

'Can I have your passport please sir? My friend asks.

'Dont you know who I am?' Asks the celebrity.

Quick as a flash my friend replies, turning to his colleague on the next check-in desk 'Bernice, this gentleman doesn't know who he is and I don't either, can you tell him, who he is please?

Are you sure your friend didn’t announce it to the whole terminal?

R160 Sure Jan.

R160 - ha, that reminds me of my funny story. I was working at a video store in Cincinnati in 1988. This very strange looking man came in with all sorts of make-up on and nodded to me. He had two burly guys following him. He picked out a bunch of really trashy horror movies and when he came to the counter, I asked him for an ID. The burly guys laughed and he said, "I'm Alice Cooper". I did know who he was, but obviously wasn't expecting him to just stop in (he was headlining at the club a few doors down). I still made him show me his ID.

I've told this one before. Old story, but I was in line behind William Shatner checking in for a flight. It was after Star Trek went off the air. He said, "Would you mind seating me first. I'm William Shatner." The gate agent complied but then turned to her coworker and said "Who's William Shatner?" He sat down and tried to be inconspicuous by pulling up his trench coat collar, pulling down his hat, and flipping a newspaper up in front of his face. When they seated him (first) he took the first row on the aisle by the door now in full-fledged celebrity insecurity mode and began staring at everyone who came through. I made sure not to glance at him. So did everyone else, who probably didn't even know who he was anyway.

Jodie Foster was seated on a crowded 6 train I rode in around 1987. I had to stand. I stood directly over her, ignoring her. When I was about to get off the train I swiveled 180 degrees in place, unsealed an searingly hot fart that took a full 15 seconds to void my colon, then sashayed off the train without looking back, like a movie hero walking away in slow mo from an explosion.

Why? I don’t know, it just seemed like a good idea at the time.

R150, I think you can add delusions to Hickey's list of possible mental disorders if he thought he was passing for straight. Maybe if he was a florist in some suburb in the Midwest his housewife customers would be in the dark, but that queen's been appearing on Broadway and in gay-themed film projects for at least the last 25 years, the vast majority of people he comes in contact know upon which side his bread is buttered.

yes r166 I agree.

He was doing the plays but still dating women or at least leading them on. Allison Janney admitted when they were on WWHL that he kind of dropped her and then said but that was when he was coming to the "end" of that meaning that phase I guess. He thought he was passing even though he did so many gay roles. There's a podcast cast linked on DL a few weeks ago where he says he had great relationships with women through his 30s.

Whatever he is he's still a nasty person.

I met Alice Cooper once, thought he had a very nice, warm presence.

R168

Me too. Washington Park?

Didn’t recognize him at first, but his voice is so distinctive it clicked. We chatted for a couple of minutes about dogs. Super nice man.

Jesse Eisenberg was talking on the phone as my friend and I were walking down the street. As we got near him, my friend stopped to fix his socks or something, and Jesse stopped talking and glared at us.

As he turned his back on us, I said loudly to my friend, “I didn’t realize that has-been is so short”. I know he heard me.

I was having dinner at Chez Jay, this legendary, divey place in Santa Monica, in the late 90s. We were in the last booth or table right before a semi-private room. Some Loud Ass chic was talking in a very loud NEW YOWK voice - we could barely hear each other. I yelled "Hey Rosie Perez - quiet the fuck down!" My friend peeked over into the room - it was Rosie Perez having dinner with Quentin Tarantino and two other people. Quentin started making fun of Rosie about it.

I told Scott Wolf to shut the fuck up at a Lyle Lovett and Emmylou Harris concert. It was out on a lawn and he had come up from his seat to chat with some friends. He glared at me and stomped back to his seat.

Early '90s. House of blues West Hollywood. A friend and I were going to see Simple Minds in concert, as he was a fan. The opening act was Bush.

As with most clubs you can eat before the concert. I ordered an overpriced burger and split it with my friend . He asked me who Bush was "I said "I don't know they're some kind of Nirvana wannabe band from England."

Then I hear this laughter from the table behind us it was the whole group and they thought it was funny! Except for Gavin Rossdale, the future Mr Gwen Stefani. he just glared at me got up and walked away from the table while the rest of the band were still laughing at my comment.

If I knew he dated Marilyn (Boy George's transvestite friend) I probably would have yelled "Tranny chaser!"

I was ejected from a shopping mall because I threw a paper airplane at Richard Simmons. The way he shrieked, you would have thought I put a glock against those satin shorts.

I must add, if I could do it over again... I WOULD!

The people on this thread trying to be funny, you are not.

I work in a Box Office that shall not be named. Its standard to ask for ID when tickets are picked up at Will Call. There was an issue at my coworker's window wherein tickets were not left under the correct name. I could tell the two gentlemen at the window were not happy. A lot of huffing and puffing. Shit like this happens all the time because House orders are often made by an assistant and the credit card used is processed under a different account name. After researching and a phonecall I hear my coworker ask for an ID. Lol, you should have heard the noise of incredulousness that escaped Chevy Chase's mouth.

[quote] The gate agent complied but then turned to her coworker and said "Who's William Shatner?"

That's my usual insult. But I'm so clueless that it's usually an honest question. I just say it loud enough so the celebrity in question is sure to hear me.

Also Star Trek related, in the 1980s I was flying on an American flight to Dallas. I was in coach, but the flight attendant came back, asked me to bring my stuff and seated me in first class. Just as they were closing the door, the gate agent rushed in with some man in tow and said something to the flight attendant. She came over to me and said "I'm so sorry but the passenger who originally had this seat just showed up. I'm afraid you'll have to take your original seat." I was gathering up my stuff when she said, presumably to make it all okay, "It's George Takei". I could see him standing in the doorway so I said, loudly enough for him to hear "Who's George Takai?" (I never saw Star Trek, I legitimately had no idea).

In the United JFK International First Class Lounge (back when they had one), my then-partner jabbed me in the ribs and said "That's Sam Champion". Again, my loud reply "Who's Sam Champion".

In 2004 at the Sharper Image in Beverly Hills, the salesman who was helping me, excitedly said to me "That's Pharrell Williams", and yes, I once again blurted out "Who's Pharrell Williams?" (Apparently he'd just been nominated for a bunch of Grammy awards and was the hottest thing in town. Who knew?)

You sound like an asshole R177. Does anyone know who you are?

One time I waited on Cliff from Cheers at the Four Seasons Chicago. It was really busy. He asked for a cranberry muffin and I accidentally brought him a blueberry one. He was such a whiny little bitch about it, I think I said “boo hoo” audibly.

I don't get the issue with asking for ID. If it's the policy, it's the policy. Celebrity or no celebrity.

I think it's cute that you think celebrities manage their own twitter accounts, read all the replies, and block you personally.

70s/80s Era Eldergays who went to the discos will get this one. He's not really a celebrity & this wasn't in person but.....15/20 years ago I used to post on a Motown music forum that attracted a lot of old musicians, producers, etc. One day I was on there recklessly trashing a music label called Motorcity Records & it's "no-talent" owner/producer Ian Levine. FYI, Motorcity Records was a late 80s/90s record label that attempted to re-create (and slightly update) the Motown Sound of the 1960s. They dug up a lot of old Motown acts that hadn't recorded in decades. Unfortunately, sometimes the results were less than spectacular and other times downright embarrassing. The 80s/90s synth productions sounded cheap compared to those Motown productions full of real instrumentation/orchestration. And the majority of those old singers were well past their prime.

Well, the day that I was trashing the label on the forum, the actual producer Ian Levine decided to bark back. He basically told me that I didn't realize the sacrifices that went into maintaining his label. And how he had put a second mortgage on his home to keep the label afloat. Needless to say, I felt like complete shit for accidentally kicking the guy while he was down.

And I've continued to feel like shit through the years because at the time I had no idea how talented Mr. Levine really is. I didn't realize that he's the songwriter/producer behind several Gay Club/Disco Classics. Seventh Avenue's 'Miami Heatwave', Miquel Brown's 'So Many Men - So Little Time', Earlene Bentley's 'The Boys Come To Town', 'Evelyn Thomas' 'High Energy' and so many more!

R115

[quote] I was flying back from Spain to London some years ago and I was sat in Business Class.

Oh Dear.

Shouldn't it be "Oh, dear." with a comma?

Commas are underrated.

There's no comma after "oh" when it's part of a two-word exclamation.

I love this story

R186 that really was a burn 🤣

[quote] You sound like an asshole [R177]. Does anyone know who you are?

Nobody knows who I am, nor should they.

I just don't get why I should be impressed just because somebody 'famous' is in my vicinity. In my airplane example, the FA was justified in sending me back to coach because the person who had originally bought the first class seat finally showed up, not because he was George Takei.

If she had said 'You need to take your original seat. The person who bought this seat is here. It's Estelle Bluestein, she makes the best cabbage borscht on the Upper West Side', I would've at least asked for the recipe.

Alan Cumming, at a gym/sauna, in his waning Cabaret days. We made eye contact, and he came over to say hello.

"Hello, Mr Cumming" I responded.

"Oh, you know who I am? Have you seen Cabaret?". Yes, well over a hundred times, I said

"So I guess you're a big fan, then?"...and the next words out of my mouth weren't meant to hurt him, but I said:

"No. I work on the show". Oh, the look on his face. I felt bad, but not too bad. He was pretty insufferable back then, and I'd met him many, many times.

I ran into Alan Cumming at Nellie’s in D.C. This was soon after Natasha Richardson had passed away and I brought it up by way of offering condolences and then we inevitably chatted a little about Cabaret.

Then I said, “Didn’t she won a Tony for that?” to which he replied that she did. It was only later that night that I realized he had also won a Tony for Cabaret.

About 15 years ago in my hometown in Illinois (not Chicago), my brother & I were out running errands in the afternoon and stopped at a Walmart. (*sigh* I know.) Just as we were walking in, we passed an older Black gentleman as he was walking out. My brother (a mean & surly asshole) LOUDLY remarks to me, "Look at this JJ from Good Times looking motherfucker!" As he said it, I embarrassingly glanced back and noticed the man looking back at us (as he was walking away) with a confused "What The Fuck?" look on his face. My bother & I chuckled a little about this and went on about our business.

Later that evening, we're at my Mom's house watching the local newscast before dinner. Towards the end of the broadcast, one of the stories was that Actor/Comedian Jimmie "JJ" Walker was in town and appearing at a local comedy club. My brother and I looked at each other in shock, said "NO WAY" and fell out of our seats laughing our asses off! Who knew?

R 176

I have a friend who claims they saw Chevy Chase in an airport. He approached him and said, “you are my favorite comedian. I love your movies!” He was thanked. Then he ended it with, “at long last! I can say I have met Steve Martin, in person!”

I don’t buy it, either.

Another House of Blues WeHo Story. I was seeing Cyndi Lauper during a 2 or 3 night stint in the 90s and Pauly Shore wandered in - HOB was across the street from his mom's Comedy Store. He noticed some 'hot chics' and either they were fag hags or drag queens - his gaydar was off. When I told him it was pretty much a gay audience show he looked like he shit his pants and bolted out the door.

I gave Giovanni Ribissi stink eye because the Arclight staff let him cut in front me in line while waiting for one of the theaters to empty from the previous showing. He didn't see me because I was staring at the back of his head.

[quote]Not me personally I hope, but I was at Paramount to watch and score card a rough cut of the Lion and the Darkness. Then 10 of us were asked to stay behind in the screening room to verbally discuss the film. It was a horrible effort and some folks were especially harsh and expressed some extremely ugly attacks on the film and the actors.

This happened to me with the Brady Bunch Movie sequel and about 25 people with the same results.

R173 good for you, Bush are nothing special. Many much better Brit rock & metal bands had less success than them.

And I’m jealous that you saw Simple Minds live, they’re fantastic.

R172 all (party of) five foot five of him! Stomping away! That image is so adorable, and hysterical.

Ah, memories. Scotty was a priss and threw one too many shitfits on set for my taste, but I gotta admit I really miss the way that cutie can suck hog, sometimes. He had the tightest little body (and I mean little) back in the day, and between you and me he used to cry like Bailey during sex which, honestly? Hotter than it should have been.

Anyways, I’ll be in my bunk if anyone needs me, fellas.

R172 That sounds interesting. Is there more you are willing to share about Scott Wolf?

Geraldo Rivera (weapons-grade douchebag) frequented a restaurant where I hosted. He wandered around, wearing sunglasses at 10pm. He obviously wanted to be recognized. When he finally sat, a more desirable table on the deck opened up. When he and his bimbo moved to sit there, I told him it was reserved. "We're holding that table for a celebrity!"

[quote] If I knew he dated Marilyn (Boy George's transvestite friend) I probably would have yelled "Tranny chaser!"

You sound like a miserable straight guy who made up a bullshit post to use the word "tranny." Your entire story doesn't even make sense.

I've been rude, crude and socially unacceptable

Seems everybody's asking her why she stepped away.

She may have cut back R202, but she hardly stepped away.

I the very early 1980s, I once booed a rock singer who was victim of a badly adjusted sound system, and was loud enough that she looked up and caught my eyes. I felt badly. I felt much worse when I found out later that the lead singer of the band Blue Angel was a woman named Cyndi Lauper.

And, dear reader, I married her.

I met Fosse and someone told me he would think it was hilarious if I congratulated him on "A Chorus Line". After I shook his hand, I told him that ACL was my favorite show of all time and he proved he was the resident genius of Broadway. He stopped smiling and walked away. I did feel shitty about it afterwards.

I was an extra on a terrible film called 'Wimbledon' and I had been speaking to a woman, who was a bit of an unusual character and attached herself to me. One day, in between takes on court, we were passing Paul Bettany and we overheard him saying that he really was dying for a cigarette and he asked a couple of extras if they had one. He was polite so I am not sure why the lady I mentioned took exception to it but she turned to him and said bitchily: "Poor you. It's tough at the top, eh?".

R206 I am surprised at some of the replies here, that are about people being rude to a celebrity *for no reason*. What did Bob Fosse do to you, or is it just that you think making a celeb fell bad is somehow a kick?

*feel bad

R208 I think we’re learning that people are just as entitled and can be assholes without fame just as much as those who are famous. I wouldn’t dream of saying something bitchy to a celebrity just for fun. I can understand saying something if the celeb does something rude first, but I have manners and wouldn’t go out of my way to antagonize a stranger who happens to be famous.

Yeah some of these stories are just depressing. It's one thing to be rude to Streisand or Dunaway when they're well know egomaniacs and assholes known for being rude themselves, but being rude to someone who's just asking if someone has a cigarette?

This reminds me I bummed a cigarette once Anthony Edwards. At a party. He was alone for a few minutes so I stood there smoking the cigarette but he completely ignored me (while he smoked, as well). So after a while I walked away awkwardly. But I wouldn't have thought of being rude. It wouldn't occur to me. I mean what did any celebrity ever do to me?

I have heard of people being rude or obnoxious to celebs just because they think it's cool. Like some of the stories here. It's baffling.

R211 - He seemed pleasant and down to earth from what I saw, I did not understand why the lady felt it necessary to be rude and I asked her why she said it. She had a bug up her ass because she saw an assistant helping him change a tee-shirt in between takes and she said that he should be able to put on his own shirt. I told her that's probably normal on movie sets with actors, at least from what I saw he was very pleasant to the assistant and that's all that matters.

I've said things to a few celebrities I wish I hadn't.

Not really rude, but just ignored. I was at a radio station party and David Cassidy was there for some publicity. I barely knew who he was, so I pretty much ignored him.

It's not as if we *owe* celebrities our attention or anything, MeKiki. Unless you ignoring him meant he couldn't get past you through a door or something, I think you're good.

It's not as if we *owe* celebrities our attention or anything, MeKiki. Unless you ignoring him meant he couldn't get past you through a door or something, I think you're good.

R215 = Susan Dey

A friend who knew her took me to a Bette Midler concert and we went backstage afterwards. There was a table with food on it and I was looking it over when a woman sidled up to me. "Is this stuff any good?" she said. I turned, realized it was Bette herself, and said "I think so," and ran off. I was just flummoxed because I loved her and was shocked she talked to me. I think my friend set me up by asking her to talk to me. It was rude, but I think she understood.

R219 that's not rude! She freaked you out. Would have been worse if you stayed and piddled on the floor.

R219 Haha! Aww this story was kind of endearing. I probably would have done the same thing—I get really shy around celebrities and/or people I admire.