“Hello,” I said. “Thanks so much for coming here to the con.”
“Hi,” he said. “I love coming to this con.”
I try to speak to celebrities in a friendly but casual way, as if we sort of know each other through a mutual acquaintance.
“You look great. Love the longer hair. The last time I saw you here you had that buzz cut. Your wife must be enjoying the new look!”
When Celebrity Encounters Go Wrong
He looked up from the book he was opening up, my copy of Side Jobs, and said, “Actually, we’re divorced now.”
Uh-oh. My hands flew to my face. “Oh no, I am so, so sorry.” Unconsciously, I had taken a step back, as if by stepping back I could rewind time. “I had NO idea.”
“Oh, it’s okay. You didn’t know.” He took pity on me and smiled. Thank you, geek gods.