Connecting the Dots

Spotting a famous person is an exciting experience. It is also a confusing experience. This is because it all happens in a flash; if you don’t spot and confirm the face within the first two seconds, its over, you will never know.

So today I spotted Marilu Henner. Don’t know who that is? Don’t feel bad, I wouldn’t either just by looking at the name (I googled). I guess the only reason I know her face is because of the childhood gift of Nick at Nite; really shows my age. And don’t bust on Nick at Nite in the comments because it was the best and I strongly believe that if they don’t, they should certainly still be doing something like that for kids.

Anyways, Marilu exited the elevator in my office building as I was getting on this morning. It was a lobby exchange, poor thing walked right into a group of us waiting for the elevator and had to walk by quickly hoping none of us would get overly excited and beg her for an autograph (none of us would have gotten overly excited and begged her for her autograph).

Now comes the confusing part of the famous person spotting experience. Was it Marilu Henner? Why would Marilu Henner be in my office building at approximately 9:10 AM on a Tuesday? To confirm your famous person spotting you have to use your brain. I am bringing myself back to a past elevator experience wherein I overheard an exchange between two people on the 13th floor. It involved, “did you get in?” And the woman said, “Actually yes. They asked where I was from and I said Inside Edition and they let me in.” BOOM.

Inside Edition is a trashy version of ET. It is possible that Inside Edition is on the 13th floor. Inside Edition would totally do one of those excerpts that no one cares about titled something like “Where is the lady from Taxi Now?”. And finally, since no one cares about poor Marilu, they would probably force her to come in and be interviewed before work hours on a Tuesday morning.

Case closed. Marilu Henner lives a sad life and was at my midtown west office building this morning sans disguise because no one cares about Marilu Henner anymore. I wonder if I would get laughed at if I Gawker Stalkered this.