Friday, September 4, 2009

Me & Morris Chestnut

On what seemed to be a normal day working at the bookstore in the Detroit airport, my coworker, Jess, and I were doing what we usually do on the job-- people watch. Then, I catch the profile of a brotha walking by the store on his bluetooth, toting a bag and talking away. I jokingly say to Jess, "Mmm! Now THATS what I call dark chocolate!" A few minutes later the same yummy man walks by-- still on the phone. This time I look a little closer at him and I say, "Jess... is that--" "Didnt he just walk by here?!" She cuts me off. I say, "Yes! But isnt that Morris Chestnut??" "Who?"I repeat to the white girl, "MORRIS CHESTNUT!""I dont know. Who is he?""The actor! I think that was him! Was it?""I dont know! Go find out!""I WILL!" I run out the store and see the man walking fast paced down the terminal. I power walk towards him but hes still so far away! He gets on the moving walkway and I jump on after him and Im now running after this man and he has no clue. Im still trying to decide if this is really Morris or not but looking at his expensive velvet maroon blazer and leather shoes and gucci carry-on bag, I know it has to be. He steps off the walkway and I run off it behind him and now Im walking beside him. Hes still on his bluetooth. I say, "Excuse me?"He turns around and looks at me with that Hollywood smile. I KNOW for a fact that this is him."Dont I know you?" I ask."I dont think so. I dont live in this area. I live in L.A."(Im thinking why is he playing games when we both know I know who he really is?!?!!""Yeah. Isnt your name Morris?" I play along.He smiles bigger and says, "Yes.""I thought so. Well I know youre on the phone. Sorry."I walk in another direction trying not to do cartwheels. I go up to the Charleys Steak restaurant in the open food court and tell the girl at the register, "GIIIRRLLL!!! You see that guy about to walk by with the bald head?? That is MORRIS CHESTNUT!" She then tells the other workers and we are all looking at him sitting at his gate still on his bluetooth. I then decide that I better run and get my camera.I literally run down the airport back to my store not knowing if Morris will take a pic with me or not. I mean, he didnt even seem to want to admit to who he was although obviously I already knew. But whatever. I get back to the store and yell to Jess that it is him. I hurridely help her ring up customers and get them out the store. Then I grab my camera and fly back down the hall. I see a plane boarding and no Morris. Im getting sad... Then I realize he was sitting further down-- and there he was! Still sitting there on the phone. I considered waiting until he ended his call, but theres no time like the present!I walk up to him and overhear his convo, "...Look in that drawer at the bottom...""Excuse me?""... Hold on baby," He says on the phone and looks at me, he doesnt look annoyed. (Im wondering who he called 'Baby'!?!)"Im running the risk of being rude," I calmly say. "But can I have a picture with you?""Yeah. Im about to board my plane, but are you ready?" He smiles on.I magically pull the camera out my pocket. A woman sitting nearby takes the pic of us. Morris has his arm around me. Picture Perfect.I thank him and he boards his plane. I turn around to reality and see all the workers of all the restuarants in the food court staring at me. Im loving it. LOL I am now The Girl Who Took The Picture With Morris Chestnut.Did I mention that I love working at the airport...

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