Hubby has worked in the hospitality industry since we got married. He has managed a few different types of restaurants but still at each has managed to meet several celebrities. The restaurant he works at now is on the south side of Atlanta, not too far from the airport.
Between this restaurant and the last two chains that he has worked for he has met people like Alex Haley. Alex Haley came into his restaurant when we lived in New Orleans and hubby said he was a very nice man. He’s met Jeff Foxworthy several times and he’s had numerous sports figures come into his restaurants to eat (Tim Hudson, Phil Nekro, Jack Kramer). He’s met Tony Hawke and lots of the Braves and Falcons players. When he used to work in Alabama, his store was just down the road from the Talladega Speedway so he met LOTS of race car drivers. I know Tyler Perry regularly eats at one of the restaurants he used to be at (and they all rave at what a nice man he is). Lots of singers (Luther Vandross, The Neville Brothers and Ciara was supposed to have a private party but was a no show). And for some reason, I guess because of his location, he has also met several rappers (T I, Pretty Boy, Gucci Mane, Ludicris, Andre 3000, Big Boi) especially when they had the HipHop Awards here in Atlanta. One of the funniest stories, I think, came from one of those encounters.
He tries to give celebrities that he notices in his restaurant privacy if that is what they want (some of them WANT to be noticed) and tries to keep the general public away from at least until they finish eating so that they can enjoy their meal in relative peace. The restaurant he is at now is very large. It seats I think close to 500 people and has like 5 separate dining rooms so I guess the fact that you can reserve a private dining room makes it more appealing to some people that they will be left alone and have some privacy to have a meal with family or party with friends.
Hubby is not always good with names or who “celebrities” are. He knows his sports figures, but movie stars or people in the music industry he doesn’t always know and sometimes he’ll call me and say “Now who is that guy that sings……?” And I will need to play twenty questions with him and finally figure out who it is he’s talking about. This particular time the conversation went something like this (not word for word because I can’t remember but you get the gist).
Hubby: Hey, honey. We’re having a private party for some rapper and I can’t remember his name.
Me: Can you be a little more specific? That doesn’t tell me much.
Hubby: He sings with another rapper.
Me: Again, that doesn’t tell me much. Do you know anything they sing?
Hubby: Ummmm….. I think they sing something called “Hey you” or “Hey Yall” or something like that.
Me: Oh, that’s Outkast and the name of the song is “Hey Ya”.
Hubby: No, I don’t think that’s them. The other guy that sings with him dresses funny.
Me: That would be Outkast and the other guys name is Andre’ Benjamin.
Hubby: No, I think it’s some kind of number or something.
Me: Yes, that’s Andre’ Benjamin and he also goes by Andre’ 3000. The name of the “group” is Outkast.
Hubby: No, I don’t think that’s it. This guy’s wife I think is doing a reality show.
Me: Yeah, I think that’s them but I don’t know the other guys name. Sorry, I can’t help you. That’s the best I can come up with.
Hubby: That’s ok. I’ll go ask one of my servers.
So, he comes home really late because the private party was there really late and he’s telling me about the party. He says he REALLY embarrassed himself. I’m thinking, Oh, Lord…. What DID you do now?
So he tells me that the guy having the party (NOT Andre’ 3000, Benjamin, whatever) was in the private dining room and when he went in to talk to him he noticed that he had on a HUGE diamond necklace with his name on it so he kept calling him MR. ______ …. (the last name that he thought it was). He says this rapper keeps calling him over and he keeps going over and saying “Yes, Mr. ______?” And the guy keeps falling out laughing and slapping his knee or ribbing the guy next to him and hubby for the life of him can’t figure out what is going on because he is trying SO hard to be respectful and call him by his proper name.
I asked hubby what the name was and he goes “Well, you know how rappers purposely spell things wrong and stuff?” And I’m like “Yeah?” And he says “Well, I thought his last name was BALL and he was just spelling it odd on purpose so I kept calling him Mr. Ball because it was spelled BOL on his necklace.” That’s when I remembered who the OTHER guy was…. I was like “Please don’t tell me you were calling Big Boi Mr. Ball all night?”
Yeah, now we know why he kept calling him over and laughing. He was getting a BIG kick out of this old fart who couldn’t tell his ass from a hole in the ground…. Or would that be his I from an L?