Oddness in my life
I don't mean to name-drop, but I happen to interact with a lot of fairly-famous people, and that invariably leads to weird moments in my life, and I like to comment on these weird moments. So I guess when I "name-drop" I do it not to seem cool (look, I get these people their coffee, I don't hang out and play foosball with them) but rather to let other people in on a strange and surreal occurance. I'm from Buffalo, NY. I've never seen anyone famous out in the streets there except Rick Jeannarette. So indulge me. (Who is Rick Jeannarette, you ask? See?)
So the latest one:
We order from this one restaurant at work a lot. At least once a week. And it's usually around $160 each time. Since I am the monkey who gets to pick up the food, I've gotten to know the part-owner/manager pretty well. I've never met the other part-owner until yesterday.
His name is Danny Bonaduce.
But there's more to the story than just meeting a member of the Partridge family. Here's how ity went down: I got a call at work from Darren (the other owner). He said he was on a delivery near us, and he "and Danny" wanted to stop in and say hi and sort of generally thank us all for being such loyal and free-spending customers. Five minutes later, Darren, Danny Bonaduce, and his wife walk in our bungalow. I meet Danny and his wife, and then take them in to meet the writers. So there I am, in the doorway to the writers' room, interrupting their writing by saying,
"Ahem. The guys from ________ are here. They just want to meet you and sort of thank us. This is Darren. And... well, I'm sure you know Danny."
There I was, introducing Danny Bonaduce to a bunch of people. How weird is that?
By the way, he and his wife are very nice people.
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