The $23.4 billion man came over to say hi last night, thank me, and tell me that he wasn't going to be sitting in the seats for the game. I told him that I would be in NY this week no matter what, so he said he would reach out so we could sit down for a bit:
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Sorry. You must have mistaken me for someone who gives a shit. You remind me of a friend of mine, who's dead now, who used to brag about all the famous people he knew and hung out with.
I told him the same thing. I couldn't care less.
Hanging out with Ace Frehley made me realize, famous people are just that. People. Pretty cool guy, but no better than anyone else and he feels the same way.
Do you think you're special because you know rich and/or famous people?
Why the fascination of letting people know you know someone famous?
Because you need them to make you feel good. I was once like that.
Now? It's hilarious watching you idiots think you're special. Especially coming to a non-sports board on a Marshall forum to tell/show people.
I just shake my head and laugh, thinking I used to be like that.
You're just a puss.
