As it turns out, at the hospital where the Sturdy Nurse used to work, a Famous Person was admitted. How this came about was quite interesting. You see, the Famous Person has a Famous Child who lives in the city where my boyfriend, the Sturdy Nurse, used to live. As such, Famous Person would come to visit Famous Child periodically. Famous Person did not want to be recognized, and certainly did not want to entertain clamoring fans.
This is all understandable. What isn't understandable is how Famous Person went about avoiding notice and crowds. One one visit to the city, Famous Person arrived too late to visit Famous Child, and was informed by Famous Ex-Spouse that Famous Person would have to go away and come back in the morning.
Famous Person accepted this with their famous stoicism, and decided to find a motel to stay at for the night. The first problem with this was that Famous Person chose a rent-by-the-hour motel, perhaps out of the misguided notion that ID would not be required. The second problem was that Famous Person had chosen to visit the motel's front office wearing only a bathrobe. God knows why. God knows how -- but when ID was requested, Famous Person was able to truthfully point out that ID is typically not found in bathrobes.
This exchange went back and forth for a while, with Famous Person offering ever higher sums of money to be allowed to stay without an ID, and the motel clerk refusing, until Famous Person became quite agitated and the motel clerk called the police. In due time, the police arrived (being no strangers to this particular motel) and cuffed Famous Person to be hauled away to the hospital for a psych evaluation.
Well. If Famous Person had thought to avoid adoring crowds by sneaking anonymously into a motel, the plan backfired spectacularly when the hospital got involved. Immediately, cell phones lit up citywide like fireflies in the summer night, with the thrust of the gist being OMGLOLFAMOUSPERSONBBQWTF.
Crowds began to gather at the hospital. The good citizens had been informed by relatives and friends and friends of relatives and relatives of friends who worked at the hospital that Famous Person was in there, and they were not going away until they had had a chance to meet and greet.
This approach raises a question. Say you, as a member of this particular mob, are allowed inside to fawn over your idol. What are you going to say? What are the two of you going to talk about -- the weather? I've never understood this -- it's the same thing as when you see maddened crowds chasing after The Beatles in old news footage. What would the crowds have done had they caught them? Don't you wonder? I do.
Throughout the night, crowds massed outside the hospital, dispersed, massed again elsewhere on the grounds. Sturdy Nurse's phone did not stop vibrating -- message after message after message demanding to know OMGWTFISFAMOUSPERSONREALLYTHEREOMGOMGOMG!!111!!!
Sturdy Nurse's response to these messages was as follows:
What?
He had never heard of Famous Person, and did not even recognize the person until months later when he saw Famous Person on TV and realized, "Hey! That's the weirdo who came in wearing nothing but a bathrobe, who spent the entire night staring at the ceiling!"
It's difficult being famous, I suppose.
This is all understandable. What isn't understandable is how Famous Person went about avoiding notice and crowds. One one visit to the city, Famous Person arrived too late to visit Famous Child, and was informed by Famous Ex-Spouse that Famous Person would have to go away and come back in the morning.
Famous Person accepted this with their famous stoicism, and decided to find a motel to stay at for the night. The first problem with this was that Famous Person chose a rent-by-the-hour motel, perhaps out of the misguided notion that ID would not be required. The second problem was that Famous Person had chosen to visit the motel's front office wearing only a bathrobe. God knows why. God knows how -- but when ID was requested, Famous Person was able to truthfully point out that ID is typically not found in bathrobes.
This exchange went back and forth for a while, with Famous Person offering ever higher sums of money to be allowed to stay without an ID, and the motel clerk refusing, until Famous Person became quite agitated and the motel clerk called the police. In due time, the police arrived (being no strangers to this particular motel) and cuffed Famous Person to be hauled away to the hospital for a psych evaluation.
Well. If Famous Person had thought to avoid adoring crowds by sneaking anonymously into a motel, the plan backfired spectacularly when the hospital got involved. Immediately, cell phones lit up citywide like fireflies in the summer night, with the thrust of the gist being OMGLOLFAMOUSPERSONBBQWTF.
Crowds began to gather at the hospital. The good citizens had been informed by relatives and friends and friends of relatives and relatives of friends who worked at the hospital that Famous Person was in there, and they were not going away until they had had a chance to meet and greet.
This approach raises a question. Say you, as a member of this particular mob, are allowed inside to fawn over your idol. What are you going to say? What are the two of you going to talk about -- the weather? I've never understood this -- it's the same thing as when you see maddened crowds chasing after The Beatles in old news footage. What would the crowds have done had they caught them? Don't you wonder? I do.
Throughout the night, crowds massed outside the hospital, dispersed, massed again elsewhere on the grounds. Sturdy Nurse's phone did not stop vibrating -- message after message after message demanding to know OMGWTFISFAMOUSPERSONREALLYTHEREOMGOMGOMG!!111!!!
Sturdy Nurse's response to these messages was as follows:
What?
He had never heard of Famous Person, and did not even recognize the person until months later when he saw Famous Person on TV and realized, "Hey! That's the weirdo who came in wearing nothing but a bathrobe, who spent the entire night staring at the ceiling!"
It's difficult being famous, I suppose.
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