My Fat Joe Story
Fat Joe is a jerk...Let me explain.
I love meeting celebrities. It's a passion of mine, much like Danny and cooking. It thrills me to see people that I hear on the radio or watch on TV. I guess that's one of the down-falls of society but I don't care.
So while coming back from New Orleans I had a chance encounter with the man. Fat Joe was standing in line for McDonald's at Washington Dulles Airport. He stood out like a Pitt Bull in a sea of chickens. He was wearing pink and was about a foot taller than everyone else.
Danny suggested that I get my picture with the "Terror Squad" head man. Great Idea right? Well yes, I got the picture and it's neat to have, but he didn't speak a word.
I walked up the giant and said "hey Joe, can I get a picture?" To which he replied "______________." He turned to the camera, the picture was taken, and he returned to the 25 people long line.
There was no "hi" or "nice to meet you, what's your name?" as would be expected if you're a celeb.
As a famous person you meet a lot of people, if you're a good person you engage in a conversation with them, even if you're having a bad day. It comes with the job description. I got none of that from Fat Joe who was more concerned with getting fatter than talking to a semi-fan.
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posted by Elliot @ 10:53 AM
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Who the hell is Fat Joe? Is he the dad on the "fresh prince of Bel Air?"
Doesn't surprise me a bit. When I was in radio I had an opportunity (well, I wouldn't call it that... I was forced to do it) to take some listeners to meet Britney Spears at the West Virginia State Fair. This was when she was new and had just come out with that horrible Hit Me Baby One More Time thing.
Anyways, she wasn't very nice, either. You would expect, especially a new celebrity, to be a little friendlier than that... but oh well.
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