I had a job during the dot.com era that allowed me to work with a lot of famous (and not so famous) celebs, authors, what have you.
Most were generally pretty good, some were awful!
Some that stand out - hearing Iron Maiden sing “Sweet Caroline” (the girl working with me was named Caroline.) Iron Maiden sing Neil Diamond?? Iron Maiden have HEARD of Neil Diamond?? That was weird! Came complete with vocal imitations of the trumpet part, too!
Calling Ed McMahon at home, having him answer his own phone, and be very, very sweet and charming.
The first celeb I ever spoke to, John Entwhistle, many years ago. I was veryveryveryveryveryvery nervous and he was lovely to me. Coincidentally, I was living in Las Vegas when he passed away at the Hard Rock. I was sad, because he was very nice to me and forgiving of my obvious newness at my job when he didn’t have to be.
Meeting the guys from Rush freaked me, because I am a life long Rush fan. I was really cool until I ran into Neil Peart - who wasn’t actually supposed to be at the event and I therefore wasn’t expecting - and I blurted out, “Wow, you’re Neil Peart!” :smack: He gave me an unamused stare and said, “Yes, yes I am.” and walked off. I knew his reputation for shyness, and I did just the wrong stupid thing. sigh Anyway, that whole day was very stressful because inside I was gushing fan grrrl and outside I had to be professional and blase. With the exception of meeting Peart, I almost pulled it off.
Glenn Close on the phone was lovely. So was Eddie Vedder. So was Kevin Bacon (and his brother.)
It was a long time ago now, though!
Cheers,
G