I don’t generally interact with my celebrities the way Coaster Punchman and Old Lady have reported that they do. I look them up and down, smirk at how tiny they all seem to be and carry on about my life.
As I work in a building close to the beloved and maligned Canadian Broadcasting Corporation, I occasionally see some of the talking heads in the vicinity. Lately, I've been seeing George quite a bit. I call him that rather than Mr. Stroumboulopoulos because he's been around a while and his last name is far too long. George's new music reports on local radio station 102.1 The Edge were always entertaining until he left to begin wandering the halls of Much Music as a veejay. He was very successful at that and sharpened his interviewing skills there. His current gig is as host of The Hour, a show featuring interviews with newsmakers, celebrities and reports on everything cool and worthy in the universe.
The other day, as I poured my coffee under the wary and watchful eye of my favourite Korean bagel lady, her face suddenly lit up as she addressed someone behind me (in a way I thought was only meant for me, inspired by me). Hello! she exclaimed How are you?! I heard the reply Fine thanks. I turned around, looked down and there was George.
She then said to me ‘you know him? He big star!’ and I nonchalantly replied ‘of course, it's George, everyone knows George; in fact some of the women in my office would really like to know George’. He laughed at that and said ‘then why aren’t you sending them over?’ We all chuckled and I made my escape.
This encounter made one of my female co-workers very jealous as she’d been ineffectively stalking George for a while. She's now tailing me every time I need a coffee or a break in the hopes that I'll see him, alert her, they'll fall in love and I'll have the Korean bagel lady all to myself again. I'll keep you posted.
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