Oh man New York is good for these-
My friends and I were at Fulton Mall in downtown brooklyn and we were very excited to spot Melle Mel. We followed him for a block at which point he told us he would kill us if we didn’t stop staring at him.
I opened a beer for Debby Harry at a party.
Lou Reed was rude to me at the knitting factory (a highlight of my life)
Spike Lee filmed a commercial on my neighbors stoop and wouldn’t talk to anyone and hid behind a giant bodyguard.
I rode the elevator up in to the old Sony tower at 550 Madison Avenue with Bob Dylan who then got asked for ID by the security desk and was absolutely incredulous.
Bijoux Phillips walked up to me and called me a “slut” in a restaurant in soho (I have never met her before).
Fiona Apple angrily accosted me in Washington Square Park and told me I was a terrible person for “never talking to her again.” we don’t know each other (she seemed pretty crazed).
Many more and I’m excluding work related ones because that seems unprofessional.