MY CELEBRITY STORY:
I was working as a chef in a breakfast restaurant back in 1998 and we got a request for an egg-white omelet. It's not a common request in Omaha, so I asked the waiter who it was for. He said, 'Some wrestler... Shawn Michaels. Ever heard of him?'
Hell yeah, that was my girlfriend's favorite wrestler and I was kind of a fan too (though more of an Undertaker guy, really). I waited until he finished his omelet and went over to introduce myself as the guy who cooked it.
I told him my girl was a HUGE fan and she would die for his autograph and he let out a long sigh. Held his hand up and said only two words before ignoring me completely. 'Hand cramp'
I walked away like, 'What a dick.' and the waiter later came to me and said, 'He signed his check. You want me to copy it?' I was like, 'YEAH' so we did. That was how I learned his real name was actually Michael Hickenbottom. We laughed at the thought of him having to grow up with a name like that and that was just a teeny bit of solace after a shitty encounter with the 'Sexy Boy.' 😅