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Poor Jennifer
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"Damn you, Angelina Jolie! Is nothing sacred?!"
- Amy Poehler on SNL's Weekend Update.
Tagged: Pop Culture
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Snagged
These guys are quite funny on stage -- even if Michael Ian Black is a bitch off stage (ya know, relative to his pseudo-celebrity I Love The 90s status).
This, of course, is based upon a two-minute "interaction" with the man. After the show, I approached him for an autograph. The three men of Stella we giving them out, along with the opening comic. No big deal, right? I came up to him after my friend had gotten his signature. MIB then promptly turned his body from me slighty, and then kept his head cocked away. He wasn't talking to anybody else, not really listening to his fellow comics chat with fans. He just sort of turned away, from me, and his body was telling me, just me, to take a hike.
It was almost as if we had slept together once, it had gone badly, and he now wished to pretend that I did not exist. Sadly, I know what it's like to be on both sides of that awkwardness, and it was a familiar feeling.
So I stood there for a good thirty seconds, maybe a minute, not sure exactly what to do. He had obviously done this to avoid me. I was within two feet of him, holding a poster, and he could see me out of the corner of his eye. And yet he was being a little bitch.
So the opener sees me and grabs my poster, signs it with a smile, and hands it off to Michael Showalter, who signs without missing a beat. David Wain takes it next, makes a joke, and is a nice guy. Then it's back to Michael Ian Black. And at this point, I say, "Fuck you, Michael Ian Black!" (in my head, of course), and I decide I need to be aggressive.
I turn around and face him. I walk right up close. I shove the poster at him and, with a smile, I ask:
"Can I snag an autograph?"
He rips the poster out of my hand.
"You can't 'snag it.' You can have it."
Throws his signature on it. Tosses the poster back at me.
I turn to leave and, from behind me, I hear him declare, to his buddies: "I'm done. We're out of here." And he forsakes the short line of autograph seekers behind me -- all students workers who made the show happen, leaving their hardwork without the reward of a simple signature.
I will never understand the lives of performers and "celebrities," and I suppose I'm happy about that.
Still, Stella is hilarious and I'm still a fan, even if I have a tiny little bit of a bad taste left in my mouth. Hm. Maybe Michael Ian Black and I did sleep together...
[Please see also: "20sum Retraction: I Love Michael Ian Black"]
Tagged: Pop Culture , Work