Starbucks conversation today...
"Oh my god! I recognize you!"
I looked around.
Who was it talking? And who were they talking to?
"You-you're Graham somebody...AIR SUPPLY...the tall one."
Two men were pointing at me. Each took a turn "recognizing" me.
"Say wuh?" I responded articulately.
"My god--you guys were our favorites! Sorry, can't think of the last name. It's Graham something or something Graham."
I was bewildered but not struck dumb.
"Telly Graham, perhaps?"
"No. No, that's doesn't sound right."
What else could I do but play along?
"Well Billy Graham just died--so that can't be me."
"Hitchcock? No--that's the other guy. I know it's Graham something or something Graham."
"Let me go look it up on Google." I offered generously.
They were right!
It was me!
They lept jubilantly at this as though I'd won the Gold in South Korea.
"Yessss! Oh, this is so exciting!"
I nodded: "For me as well!"
For the next five or ten minutes, all three of us reminisced about Air Supply and what a fine job I'd done.
I discovered I'd been in Jesus Christ Superstar as well!
What an illustrious career I uncovered in the course of their bubbling admirations.
"What in the world are you doing HERE of all place?"
I pouted my lips and scratched my head pondering the imponderable.
"Think of it this way: everybody--no matter who they are--has to be someplace. Right? Well--I'm here."
This struck them as sensible and their enthusiastic nodding continued way longer than necessary.
"Can we buy your drink for you?"
"Yes! I definitely think that you should."
And they did.
Glad I could make their day.
THE REAL ME at my daughter's graduation
( the tall one on the right is the FAMOUS not me.)