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So here's where I tell my story about me and Christie Brinkley. I worked at the ad firm handling Cover Girl, and my boss was looking for some old papers and we opened up this previously hidden closet in her office occupying an awkward place behind the elevators. It held, among other things, a rack of women's clothing. My (female) boss explained this was stuff that had been worn on shoots, mostly by ... Christie Brinkley.
I paused, and said "Don't mind me", and buried my head in one of the blouses, shaking around like a madman. I came out and resumed my professionalism (I hope), saying, "Now I'll always be able to say I did that."
We all have things we've done just to be able to say we've done them...
A woman I knew told me she had shaken hands with Arthur Miller the night before, at a reception following a performance of one his plays. I immediately asked her to shake my hand as well. After she did so, she wondered why I had asked. I replied, "Do you know where his hand has been?"
Which reminds me of the story where a man approached James Joyce and asked to shake the hand that had written Ulysses. Joyce cautioned him, "It's done other things as well."