Celebs I have Met

That's the first question people ask me when I tell them where I worked. Something about my last hotel definitely attracted the big names. Of course, if they were musicians and on tour they would come really late because they would be driving in from after their gig somewhere. Lots of them though would just check in under their own name in the middle of the day. You would get lots of guests going, "Is that Dan Aykroyd?" "I just took the elevator witrh James Blunt!" All you could do was smile. I can neither confirm nor deny, sorry.

I've been wanting to write about the really juicy stuff that celebs do like the one A-lister who made my friend cry because he was such a prick (that story will be told soon), but I'm still unemployed and if God forbid I have to work in a hotel again I am going to hold off, just in case.
So here's a brief list of celebs I have had an interaction with:

I ordered a sandwich for Art Garfunkel
I was working an overnight shift and it's a skeleton staff at night, so our cranky Operator takes the food orders for Room Service. Mr. Garfunkel comes to the desk looking all peeved and tells me that he's having communication problems with our order taker, and he just wants a sandwich. I hadn't been working there long, and he looks just like he always did, so I was a bit in awe. My reply? "It's very nice to meet you Mr. Garfunkel." What??? Fuck!!He just kind of mumbled thanks, but "can you take my order please?" (I don't remember what he ordered, but I hope he enjoyed it.)

I asked Ben Harper to sign a paid out slip
I was at the front desk and the concierge told me that Ben Harper and his girlfriend Laura Dern were going to be arriving soon in a limo he had ordered. The limo was to be charged to the room, but I needed a signature to do that so the driver could get paid. The concierge left me the slip knowing he was arriving late. I was so freakin happy I was going to get to meet him that I didn't realize I wasn't supposed to ask Ben, oh no, I was supposed to get the signature from the manager. Well, maybe I did know, but I asked Ben anyway just so I could say I met him. (He said hi and went to sign for it and then it kind of dawned on him that he doesn't do that kind of thing, you know, take care of his own money.)

Kristy Swanson hugged me
I got involved in creating her reservation for some reason I'm still not sure. So when she was checking in I was working, and I got up to greet her to the hotel. She threw her arms around me like we'd been friends for years. Sweet girl.

I brought John Mayer a phone charger
We knew he was coming in. I'm not the biggest fan in the world, but he looks just like my ex-boyfriend so I was intrigued. When he arrived he came to me to check in and asked if we had a box of chargers people left. We do, but it was in housekeeping so I was going to have to go through it. He drew me a picture of it! of the phone charger! I didn't have the heart to tell him that I had the same phone and knew exactly what it looked like. When I delivered it to his room he opened his door, he smiled at me, and he said "Thank you! You saved my day!"
Ha! Take that Jessica!

Bill Murray talked to me
I was a concierge at the time, and I knew Bill was inhouse. For some reason he called me saying how nice we were to extend his stay last minute, but he decided to stay by the airport. He was really just making sure we knew he wasn't going to use the room unlike some assholes who think if they just leave we won't charge them but how do we know it's unoccupied? Anyway, a few minutes later he was about to walk out the front door and he caught my eye (because I was staring), so he changed direction and came over to say thanks again. Then he said, "Are you in love? You look like you're in love!" (Yeah, with Bill Murray. He's one of my favorites.)

I checked in Jason Lewis without knowing who he was
I didn't have HBO like ever in my life, so I was not hip to the Sex and the City until I got them on DVD. One Sunday this incredibly good looking guy and his friend check in with me. I'm looking at him, and I'm thinking this guy is freakin hot! He asks me where to go on a Sunday night, I mention a few places and then I mention he could talk to the concierge. He wanders over there, and my doorman comes up to me. "I think that guy's on Sex and the City." I asked how would he know that. He tells me his sister and his girlfriend watch it all the time. I just shrugged. Years later I'm watching my DVD's and I realize it was him. Fuck!


See these were very harmless stories but still fascinating all the same, right? Well sorry to bore you. They were fascinating to me dammit!