Have you ever seen famous people do something embarrassing, either on television or in public?
For example, have you seen them pick their nose, throwing up in a flower pot, or drinking their own piss? Come and embarrass them in public.
I witnessed Hugh Grant stammering his way through arodering a round of drinks once. “I’m terribly sorry, erm, could please erm, have three pints of London Pride, please, if it’s not too much trouble. Sorry to bother you”.
Still, he was getting his round in and drinking bitter, so respect to the man.
I was at the “Blue Knight”, which was a nice club in the Hyatt in Rosemont (Chicago), IL. Sally Kellerman (the original Hot Lips Houlihan) was singing torch songs and the like. She was doing a real sexy part of a song and she was wiggling down toward the floor and fell right on her ass. It was hilarious, but I still felt sorry for her. Like a pro, she finished her act rather than screaming and running, never to be heard from again, as I would have done. Who knew Hot Lips could sing??
I’ve seen famous people act.
On screen.
For $8.50.
Does that count?
At the Red Rock in Santa Monica, CA a few years ago I saw Gary Busey (stinking blind drunk) trip and fall as he came in the bar.
He later started a mini-fight with someone inside.
Lauren Tewes once tried to knee me in the groin at a restaurant just off La Cienega.
I saw a famous man eating soup.
I say he was lifting a fat broth
Into his mouth with a spoon.
His name was in the newspapers that day
Spelled out in tall black headlines
And thousands of people were talking about him.
When I saw him,
He sat bending his head over a plate
Putting soup in his mouth with a spoon.
[sub]channelling Carl Sandburg[/sub]
I’ve seen a famous (for his time) actor throw a temper tantrum at the food court, because we weren’t treating him with all of the specialness he felt he deserved.
I saw Gregg Allman eat some pretty dodgy looking scrambled eggs at a hotel breakfast buffet.
LOng, lond ago when hubby and I were merely dating, he was working as a PI, and I used to go with him sometimes (made good cover for him, because a guy who’s hanging out with a girl doesn’t look nearly as suspicious as a guy who’s hanging out alone). Anyway, he was hired to follow Jim Henson (Muppet creator) around Baltimore’s downtown inner harbor area (hired by Henson’s then-wife’s attorney), and we got conclusive evidence that Henson was cheating on his wife!
I was in line in the bathroom at the DFW Hyatt Regency in Dallas. Bruce Campbell came in, saw us arrayed thusly, uttered in perfect Ash voice, “What is this, some kind of a line?” and promptly left to find other facilities.
I waited on Jerome Bettis (linebacker for the Pittsburgh Steelers) and he was buying a walkman. He had some trouble using the credit/debit thingy, so I had to swipe it for him.
Guinastasia, you have lived my dream.
So have I, actually. When I worked at a supermarket in college (Gainesville, Florida), Emmitt Smith came through my line. He was buying a 12-pack of Hi-C, and got kind of embarrassed when someone else in line pointed out that his picture was on the 12-pack.
Then he gave me a $100 bill for a $23 dollar order, and his family bagged their groceries (instead of letting me do it!) while I sought out change.
He didn’t trip and fall or anything, though.
You can’t just leave it at that! 
I saw Tom Bosley throw a gum wrapper on the street. Litterer!
Just 3 days ago I saw Johny Vegas buying pies in my town. (Douglas IOM).
UK dopers will know who the hell that is.
And in the same town (different time) Magnus Magnuson (the presenter of mastermind, not the world’s strongest man contender) walked into a shop just as I was walking out of it.
I was in Reno, NV a few weeks back–and apparently so was Elliot Gould, in town for a film festival. Spotted him in the hotel lobby, and did the usual whispering “is that E.G…?”. He was just chatting with a fan, nothing special.
Saw him again the next day, coming out of the coffee shop. And again, in the casino playing Caribbean Stud…and again, coffee shop…and again, lobby… Got to be a running joke: “oh, look, another E.G. sighting. Can’t swing a cat around here without hitting Elliot Gould.”
Bricker left out the part where he bitch slapped Fred Grandy.
You don’t want to know why.
I have pictures of Norma Jeane Baker babysitting my wife’s brother when he was around 2 or 3 years old. Not embarrassing but they are great conversation items when we have guests. Nobody believes it until they see them.