This is me.

[lunesque]

What do you do when the Governor of your state walks into your gas station?

Apparently, if you're me, you spare them a passing glance, let your co-worker deal with him, and continue counting cigarettes.

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[nonewwitticisms.livejournal.com]

In a way, yes. I think maybe people subconsciously think that if you have any kind of fame at all you're some kind of. Superhuman or something. Or that importance is... important.

It's ridiculous, but that's how fame works. People get excited. I really think everyone's that way, too, but to varying degrees. Would you not get excited if Toshiyuki Morikawa or Michael Crawford came into your store?

[lunesque.livejournal.com]

With my luck, I would have done the same thing to them. Then a couple of hours later, I would have frozen, blinked, turned to my co-worker, and asked, "was that really [insert person here?]"

And cried. Because I would've missed them.