That's the funny thing about meeting famous people - because you've watched them from a distance, you know what they look like, you know their face, you know their voice, their hair, their eyes, how they walk, you think you know them and you don't. That's especially true of famous actors because they spend a good deal of their time creating false identities up on a screen that their own identities get sort of blurred with the parts they've played and actors do sometimes crazy things in front of the camera like cry and get naked and even have sex and this creates a strange form of intimacy for the rest of us that are watching them. Sometimes obsessively and you start to get funny ideas about them in your head. You think you know them and you don't. So when I first started waiting tables at Bocco and began meeting celebrities it was a little disorientating at first, because of the false familiarity I assumed we had, based on all the time we'd spent together in cinemas and my parent's living room. And yet here they were, these icons, these Gods of America, so close that I could reach out my hand and touch them and they were real, they were actually flesh. Still, the paradox remained, you think you know them and you don't. So it was very puzzling on the night of my last trail, when I was so close to being hired that SC, the multi-award winning actress, who I had just met and didn't truly know, would try and get me fired before I actually had the job.
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