Yesterday, a friend and I were hanging out, flipping through my mom’s copy of The Enquirer, laughing about “93-year-old-granny knocks out would-be robber!” articles, when he turns the page and yells out:
“Sweet Mother of God! I can’t believe it!”
It was an article of the Montel Williams scandal (divorcing his wife, hanging around a Swedish model, etc.), and one of the pictures was of My (pronounced sort of like Mia, but without the last “ah” sound) Karlsson, the Swedish model he’s been seen with. My friend, Bryan, knows her personally, as she lived in L.A. for about two years, and attended the same school as him, before she moved back to Sweden, about a year ago. I even met the girl a few times, to, at his school events that I went to with Bryan.
Funny thing, Bryan wasn’t all too surprised, as he remembers her as a gold-digger in the first place, but still… She’s in The Enquirer?
Has this happened to anyone else… when a friend/family member/schoolmate got caught up in some kind of scandal and ended up in the media?
Hmmm. Closest I have experienced to this was a prior boss who was in one of those “This Guy uses our product” ads for some computer company or other, in PC Magazine. When he was hired into our company, it took him less than four hours to brag about the ad, and the next day he showed us a copy of it.
The magazine was about 6 years old.
Thankfully, I was only forced to work with him for a week prior to transferring.
My husband’s Mom was a model for a time in her 20’s (back in the 1950’s. Sadly, she died of lung cancer when she was about 60, just before my husband and I were married.
Well, one day about 10 years later my husband was reading a Wall Street Journal article about the tobacco industry and deceptive advertising and, when he turned to the middle pages, there was an example of an old cigarette ad, starring his Mom.
Grandpa’s first wife left him for her boss, Erle Stanley Gardiner (of “Perry Mason” fame), becoming the inspiration for Perry Mason’s secretary Della Street. Erle was still married for most of their relationship, as his wife was Catholic and did not beleive in divorce. When the wife died a couple decades later, Erle finally married his long-time secretary.
Erle & grandpa remained close friends until Erle’s death. Guess there were no hard feelings.
It was one of those man-on-the-street type stories. A co-worker of mine was stringing for the big E and an editor told him to get five responses to the question (“which do you prefer, your wife or your car?”)
I assume they did this in several other parts of the country.
And yes, the answer they printed was reasonably close to the one I gave.
The former pastor of my church and his secretary, because they stole and embezzled over one million dollars from our Church. The bishop found out only after Father Benz was dying of leukemia and confessed.
The shittiest thing was that they blamed it on the receptionist, who had a brain tumor and was dying of cancer while this was going on. My father knew this woman, and knew she would never do such a thing-yet they blamed her.
Now Mary Ann Albaugh is going around saying she never did anything and that our church is out to get her and all that.
Fuck you! My father and my grandfather are both ushers, my dad’s on the cemetary committee, a Eucharistic minister and was once the president of Parish Council. He KNOWS what goes on there, and he knows you’re a liar!
Oh yeah, it was in the Enquirer, or it might have been the Star.
My mom’s cousin got dumped by her husband for Julie Newmar (she of “Wong Foo” and Catwoman fame) The story got written up rather romantically in the local newspaper (leaving out the fact that the jerk was married when he started hitting on Ms. Newmar). Julie and the jerk got married and had one child who has Downes syndrome(IIRC) before they divorced. She gets written up in the Enquirer occasionally talking about the work with she does in relation to her son’s problems.
My hometown odf Winnemucca, NV was featured on 60 Minutes back in the early 80s due to a corrupt police department. One of my dad’s friends was interviewed as a “man on the street”
I was paging through their coverage of a hot rod show that Dad and I had attended, and there was a picture of a couple guys’ fannies; they were on their hands and knees, peering under a rod at something.
I thought about it a bit, and realized that the guy in the pic had the same shirt on as I’d been wearing–and the other guys’ pants looked a lot like Dad’s…
My mom’s picture is/was in some kind of textbook. She was in Pathmark, and a photographer, with someone from the store to back him up, introduced himself. He was looking for pictures of ordinary people shopping, and he liked her plaid coat and wanted to photograph her at the meat counter. She signed the waiver or whatever you call it, and he later sent her a proof, which she okayed. She was hoping for residuals, but again, it was a textbook.
Two friends of mine were in the National Enquirer. Their sailboat sank on Lake Erie, and they swam to shore. The Enquirer story added a Nessie-style lake monster to spice things up…
My friends have seen a lot of strange things (I hereby vote them as The People Most Likely To Have An Unbelievable True-Life Autobiography), but they never saw any lake monster.
A girl I went to elementary school’s mother was profiled on “A Current Edition” on TV. After divorcing her 2nd husband (the stepfather of the girl I knew) she tried to borrow money from her first ex-husband (a police officer) to hire a hit man to kill the 2nd husband (it was a very nasty divorce) and told him what she planned to do with the money. Obviously, the polic officer turned her in and she ended up going to jail and the girl went to live with other relatives (I forget who).
My mother had an unusual abdominal tumor removed about 30 years ago - it was photographed and written up in a medical journal - does that count? I never actually saw the journal…