Frank, aka PCGuy, has published another one of his Truthful Tuesday posts. This week Frank wants to know…
With the exception of an autograph table at a concert or book signing, have you ever met anyone famous? Were they anything like what you expected?
Back in 1985, I was in Los Angeles on business and after my meeting ended, I went to the parking garage to get my car and to head to the airport for my flight back to Boston. There was a man standing in front of me waiting for his car and he looked very familiar. I must have been staring at him and was about to ask him if he was OJ Simpson, who, at the time, was well known for being a college and professional football star and for running through airports in Hertz rental car commercial. But before I could get the words out, he looked at me, smiled, and said, “Yes, I’m OJ. Do you want my autograph?”
“Sure,” I said. I opened up my briefcase, pulled out a notebook and handed it to him. He asked me my name and then he wrote a personalized note to me and signed it.
Wow, what a great guy OJ Simpson is, I thought. Then his Bentley pulled up and he stepped inside and was about to take off. “Wait, OJ!” I shouted. He lowered the window and looked at me. It was a few weeks before the Super Bowl game between the New England Patriots and the Chicago Bears and I asked him who he thought would win. He said, “Bet on the Patriots,” and then raised his window and pulled away.
I did bet on the Patriots. The Bears won big! Thanks a lot, OJ. Thanks.
And then nine years later this incredibly nice man stabbed his wife to death.