Jim Gaffigan
I was waiting to depart from New York LaGuardia airport, and noticed the guy sitting next to me looked like a comedian I had recently seen on Comedy Central.
At one point, he stood up and walked past me, so I asked, “excuse me, is your name Jim?” He kept walking and barked, “What?” “Yeah” without looking — seeming annoyed at being recognized.
About thirty seconds later, the comedian turned around and walked back to me and said much friendlier “sorry about that.” “Yeah, my name is Jim.”
“I’m a fan of your work,” I responded, looking up from my book. He said “thanks,” grabbed his carry-on bag, and walked down the terminal – no doubt looking for a hot pocket stand.
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