It was a little weird.
I can’t name the celebrity, but for the effectiveness of this blog entry, I will say that this person truly is a major celebrity. I got a text from my boss yesterday saying that I needed to drop everything and mail something to this celebrity.
And I did it. I dropped everything and did it.
It was quite possibly the most thrilling thing I’ve done in weeks.
It’s that last part that surprised me. I was positively giddy as I did this favor for the celebrity. It was the slightest of brushes with celebrity, and I felt SO IMPORTANT.
It kind of felt like I was having an out-of-body experience as it was happening, because in the midst of feeling so important, I was observing the strangeness of that same feeling. Why did I feel so important? Literally all I was doing was putting something in an envelope and mailing it to the celebrity. The contents of the envelope were important, but my connection to the celebrity was next to nothing.
There was no good reason that I should have felt that giddy and important.
It gave me a glimpse into the whole cult of celebrity. Hollywood must be full of assistants running around feeling important and self-entitled because they’re running errands for celebrity employers. Not to mention the assistants to the assistants. I’m not saying that those people aren’t doing what they can to make a living, but how do they deal with the self-importance? It must go to their heads.
And it must go to the celebrities’ heads too, right? So many people fawning over them, taking care of the most menial tasks, basking in the two seconds of attention they get from the rich and famous. I imagine that different celebrities deal with that in different ways. My celebrity was kind enough to send us the flowers that you see pictured here.
Have you ever experienced a brush with celebrity? Especially if you were able to do a favor for them. How did you respond?