I met Gabourey Sibide last night. Actually more like I talked AT her for a couple minutes.
I've never been star struck before but I've been obsessing over this film for MONTHS so when I was informed that she was in the restaurant that I am tragically employed at I just about lost my breath. Really.
When I was wrapping up my shift, I walked over to her table where she and her three girlfriends were talking about something having to do with Meryl Streep in "Sophie's Choice" which was a perfect segue for me and my awkwardness. It went something like this:
Me: Hey, I'm sorry to interupt you. I know this is so annoying but I just wanted to tell you that I thought you were great and I hope you beat Meryl Streep.
Drunk Precious: I hope I beat Meryl too! But you know who I'm really gunning for...(leaning into me to whisper)...Sandra.
Me: Shouldn't even be nominated!
Drunk Precious: I deserve it more!
Then I proceeded to yell a lot of things like,
"You do! You worked it out, girl. That movie? It was great. It touched me. I loved your work in it. People come in here and I've been telling them to go see it. Good luck!"
Then I ran off. Vagina.
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