So, I met Richard Dreyfuss...
A couple of years ago, I met Richard Dreyfuss, in my professional capacity. I am a manager at a retail store and got a call from an employee that a customer had some questions about a new electronic product we offered and could I speak to them? I went up to the front of the store and a man starts to walk towards me, removing these odd wrap-around glasses, that were segmented in the front, instead of the rear. I was taken back a bit by these strange glasses when I realize that the man I am saying hello to is Richard Dreyfuss. I am answering his questions, but the body of his work is going through my head. I remain professional and focus on his questions and he thanks me for the information, shakes my hand and winks, probably for not acting like a movie fan and asking him about Jaws. So after he leaves, I turned to my employee and say, "I'm not crazy; I was talking to Richard Dreyfuss, right?" They nod. I shake my head and say, "Aw man, I should have told him I loved him in Hello Down There, just to see his reaction!" Oh well, the opportunities you pass up.
Actually, the most surprising thing, aside from serving Richard Dreyfuss in a retail store in Central Illinos, was that he was so short. I'm 5'6", and I had at least half an inch on him. Hollywood, land of illusion.
"Fortunately, Ah keep mah feathers numbered for just such an emergency!"