So Dreamy
I met George Clooney at the airport. I was sitting waiting for my plane in Las Vegas, camera on my lap, notebook in hand playing a people watching game I do at airports. the terminal was a little crowded, so I was out in the main walkway, with an empty chair next to me. As I was writing, a man asked "can I put my suitcase here for a moment?" I looked up into George Clooney's godlike smile, and nodded. "Thanks." I sat there, staring, open-mouthed as George f***ing Clooney opened his suitcase, put some papers in it, and close it up again. I was starstruck. As an 18 year old girl at the time, who has a bad tendency to "collect" celebrity crushes, I did indeed love him. I had a damn camera and notebook, but was so enraptured by his beauty...I didnt do a damn thing. His chore took about 15 seconds, then he stood up, smiled at me, and walked away. I cried when I realized how stupid I was. I still hate myself to this day for it.