One of my favorite conversation starters is to ask people for their best celebrity encounter story. Here’s mine: A few years ago Woody Harrelson came to my college on a tour to drum up publicity for his new movie about biking or hemp fuel or legalizing marijuana, or maybe all of the above. My boyfriend and I went to his lecture and snagged a free poster on the way out. Woody had already disappeared through a backdoor when my boyfriend said, “I need to get this poster autographed for my sister.” I asked him how he planned to do that. “I don’t know,” he said. “Let’s go find Woody.”
We ran down the back stairwell and out to the courtyard. I was expecting a lengthy search of the city to pinpoint his whereabouts but instead we found a hemp-powered bus parked on the lawn directly behind the building. Triumphant, we sat down on the grass to wait for Woody to emerge.
Five minutes passed. My boyfriend said, “I’m tired of waiting. Let’s get on the bus.”
“We can’t just walk onto Woody Harrelson’s bus,” I said. “There are rules, protocols, that have to be followed. We must wait for Woody!” While I was saying this my boyfriend got up and knocked on the bus door. It opened. So we walked onto Woody Harrelson’s bus.
Most of the seats toward the back had been removed and a few guys were sitting around on blankets. One of them was playing guitar. It smelled very strongly of, umm, hemp fuel. And there was Woody, sitting in the second row, staring at us.
“Hi Woody,” we said in unison.
“Hi,” he said, kind but confused. We stayed like that for awhile: Me, my boyfriend, and Woody Harrelson, locked in an awkward staring contest in a smoky hemp-fueled tour bus, until finally my boyfriend said, “Could you sign this for my sister?” So Woody signed the poster, and we said thanks and that was that.
Now it’s your turn: what was your craziest/coolest/weirdest celebrity encounter?