Right now, Im at a coffee shop. A few moments ago, I signed an autograph on one of those papers you find in front of such places. Probably looks like the one youre reading now. Im in a baseball cap, pulled just over my eyes, and a pair of camouflage carpenter shorts I got from Target. And a nondescript navy blue sweatshirt.
Im Joe, Anytown USA. But Im not.
Ive achieved some sort of celebrity status. Falling in rank somewhere between the E and Z lists. Probably more toward the back of the alphabet. A fact that has been made increasingly obvious through some surreal experiences.
Often, Im just that guy from TV. A food channel dude. That chef.
Sometimes, Im a guy you think you know from somewhere, but cant quite place.
I recommend that if you find yourself going through this metamorphosis, do not tell the person who is stumped about your identity who you are. Telling them you're from this or that TV show has the potential to yield a most humiliating result. As it did to me once in Jacksonville. Early in my newfound life, the curious person who thought they knew me responded that no, they didn't know me from television. They just thought I was Craig Wilson from their intramural softball team.
I now refer to this as the Craig Wilson rule.
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Incredible that CL creates a forum for RB to go on and on about himself and his self created fame..................I guess Paris Hilton wasn't available.
thanks, but i am craig wilson. would you care for my autograph?