One of the coolest things – at least in my opinion – about living in New York is celebrity sightings. Seeing stars filming is definitely cool. But the very best sightings are of celebs doing ordinary, everyday things in the same places that you do: playing with their kids, grocery shopping, seeing a movie. I’ll admit I’m a little celeb crazy, but I can’t help it. When you see Uma Thurman strolling through the park you eat lunch in everyday, it’s just cool. But New Yorkers are supposed to be good and go on about their days as if the person were never there – and I usually do – but in this case I just could not resist. Derek Jeter was sitting there…drinking coffee…at (one of) MY Starbucks.
Yesterday my mother-in-law took Brady to the park and I was planning to go to my beloved Starbucks to get a latte and sit and read a book. But as I walked up the steps to the store I spotted someone sipping coffee with a friend…Derek Jeter! I immediately called my husband, who advised me to touch him and run away. What I did was drink my coffee, and then go and meet my mother-in-law with the baby and bring them back to Starbucks.
My mother-in-law is NOT impressed by celebrities. She just doesn’t understand what all the fuss is, they’re just people. But she saw how excited I was and encouraged me to go up to him. I decided to get a picture of him and Brady.
This was my fatal flaw. Lots of people were going up to him by this point and asking him to sign things and take pictures. I went up and stammered out my request. He looked at me, unsmiling, and said sure and turned to take the picture.
It was fine. But I felt awful. I was embarrassed and felt foolish. Like I did when I asked my high school crush out only to have him tell me that I wasn’t his type.
I’m finding it a bit hard to watch the Yankee game tonight. I’m having flashbacks to my palm-sweating run-in. But at least Brady will have a picture of himself with a baseball great to show his kids.