Celebrity Log #294092 Nick Cannon

I had a fight with Ronald McDonald which caused serious damage to my poor little tummy. My cheeseburger Happy Meal had indeed made me sad. I considered going home early from work but I forced myself to stay, thinking that perhaps if I had some non-toxic food it would overpower the contaminated clown cowburger I had devoured the night before.I ventured to Max & Erma's but as I was passing Chili's I thought, "Hmm, I havent eatten breakfast there before..." So I made a U-turn and went to Chili's. The restaurant wasnt crowded, but the hostess tried to seat me at a little table next to a booth where a massive black man sat. Since I wasnt feeling well and saw no reason to be in the man's face, I requested a different seat further back from people. (Big mistake #1)As I sat back there I saw the outline of another male come join the massive man and stand next to the table as they prepared to leave. The beaming glow of sunshine from the window behind me blocked my view of his face. My Spidey-sense tingled and a random thought popped in my head:"What if that guy is a celebrity and I missed out because the sun is in my eyes? That would suck. But oh well. It's not." I dismissed the thought (Big Mistake #2)and finished my meal after the men left. I asked my waitress for my check and showed her my badge to get my discount. I had hide the badge under my jacket to stay incognito so folks wouldnt ask me directions as I walked through the airport. (Big mistake #3) She tells me that she didnt know that I was an employee otherwise she wouldve told me that that guy sitting at that table right there was Nick Cannon. Are you serious?In my diva-ish attitude I had missed seeing Nick.I go back to my store at gate A67 upset that I actually failed a celebrity mission. My coworker says, "Dont worry. He'll want a book. He'll come in here." I call the other store at A17 and tell my coworkers down there what happened. I get a call like 20min later:"Tiana, your boy was just in here.""Nick Cannon?!""Yeah, he bought a playaway (an audiobook) and hes sitting a the gate across the hall.""Im coming down there!"I grab my camera and race to the other end of the terminal. I see him and the massive man reading magazines by the window. "Hi, can I sit with you?" I ask Nick. He says sure and I sit next to him and introduce myself, shaking his hand and the big old bodyguard's hand. This began a nice lil chat.I tell him I met him 2 years ago in Atlanta after he hosted a concert. He says, "Oh yeah, the Boost Mobile concert?" "Yes."I say, "Actually I told you that I was going to work for you one day because at that time I was working for an improv theater company.""You still do that?" He inquired."No, it didnt pay well enough. You know how acting jobs are."Nick smiles, "Yeah."I tell him that Im a freelance journalist and he wished me success. I told him Im sure our paths would cross yet again because of our careers.I also asked him what he thought of the Dub show (which I now hear was pretty horrible). Nick said, "It was cool. Just a car show." I asked what he thought of Detroit talent because Trick Trick and Tone Tone performed. He said it was cool too and that he's known Trick for a while now.I asked him about his future projects. He tells me hes going to be in a couple of movies and is producing a tv show.I ask him if he wanted me to enroll him in the mile high club and he said yes.(lol joking about that last part.)Finally I asked his massive bodyguard to take a pic of us. He takes my trusty disposable and snaps a pic of me and Nick (as I molest Nicks lower back lol). But I noticed the man's huge finger was halfway over the lens. I pointed that out and asked him to take another one. He nicely argued that it wasnt until Nick came to my defense. "Man, your finger IS in the way."The man attempts again but finger is still there. He cant help it cause his hands are huge and my camera is like a toy to him lol. Nick says, "Its still there... Ok, thats better."We take the second pic and we kiss goodbye (lol jk). As Im going up the escalator to the train the bodyguard is smiling at me and we wave at each other. Then they got up to board their plane to New York.Mission acomplished once again. I almost missed out because of my sickness messed with my celebrity-radar (Darn Ronald McDonald!!!), but it got back on track after a few eggs, potatoes and orange juice! Ta-Dah!Pictures to come soon-- after I get my disposable developed. You know the drill lol