Thursday, September 25, 2008
I don;t usually take things personally. If I did take things personally, well, lets face it, I have been insulted a lot in my life so I would probably spend half my time crying or something like that. So, I just prefer to let things roll of my back. But, this one time I am a little upset at the way I was treated.
I think you will recall a few weeks ago when I took my mom out and we met those Canadian tourists and I snuck over to the Egyptian to use their restroom facilities and ran into Constance Marie. Well, long story short, People announced today that Constance is five months pregnant with a girl. The dad is some random yoga teacher. Guys says that when they don't want to get a real job. Don't really need one if your girlfriend was on a network show for like 8 years.
Anyway, as much as I had always wanted to meet Constance and the sight of a fat, sweaty, obviously intoxicated fat man hounding her for a photo, might have put her off just a touch, but don't you think as a courtesy as I blinded her with my flash that she should have just said, "hey, since you are a fan, I wanted you to know I'm pregnant."
I mean it isn't like she had a line of people coming up to her taking her photo. So, the one guy, although fat, sweaty and drunk who took a shine to her should get a little special treatment, and then I could go home and write it in my diary. The other thing is, I didn't see any baby bump, so apparently my baby bump skills are not good unless I am looking at a photo or someone actually tells me they are pregnant.
Anyway, congratulations Constance.