I was walking past Lincoln Center tonight and I thought, I need some caffeine.
It was about 8:15 and the square was packed with limos, but its Lincoln Center so what else is new?
As I'm walking toward the door though I notice this cat in a nice black suit with a wire clipped to his color and I think, "secret service," which it was. The guy was real polite though. He just didn't want me crowding the door, but before he could say anything I was on the other side of him. He obviously wasn't too interested in stopping me. I suppose my demeanor just didn't read Travis Bickle.
But as I'm opening the glass door, the guy on the other side is pushing through. It's former prez bill clinton, who stops, looks at me, and shouts, "How ya doin', man!?" And he grabs my hand and I say how-ya-doin' back and he laughs and then he goes and I get coffee.
And as I go, I'm thinking, "wow, I just met somebody who knows Alan Greenspan!"
It was about 8:15 and the square was packed with limos, but its Lincoln Center so what else is new?
As I'm walking toward the door though I notice this cat in a nice black suit with a wire clipped to his color and I think, "secret service," which it was. The guy was real polite though. He just didn't want me crowding the door, but before he could say anything I was on the other side of him. He obviously wasn't too interested in stopping me. I suppose my demeanor just didn't read Travis Bickle.
But as I'm opening the glass door, the guy on the other side is pushing through. It's former prez bill clinton, who stops, looks at me, and shouts, "How ya doin', man!?" And he grabs my hand and I say how-ya-doin' back and he laughs and then he goes and I get coffee.
And as I go, I'm thinking, "wow, I just met somebody who knows Alan Greenspan!"