Like two ships passing in the night

I was home in California last week celebrating the time-honored holiday of "No Bread For You, Jews", and while in transit on the way back I had some time to kill in the Oakland airport. Figuring "hey, a bit of food-torture wouldn't go amiss," I wandered over to an airport bookstore/newsstand/thing and meandered around all the candy bars and Cokes that I couldn't buy (because they have corn syrup, which is made from corn, which can be used like flour, which makes it an ersatz bread product, which makes it a banned substance on Passover, and sometimes I think my religion is actively trying to make me a neurotic mess).

But anyway, I'm lurking around the magazines when suddenly a guy walks into my range of vision who I vaguely recognize. But from where? I'm scouring my mind, trying to think of everyone I went to high school with. Maybe he was the guy with the locker next to mine? Or copied off me in Calculus? (Which was a stupid idea, Guy who Copied off Me in Calculus... after the C you got on the first test it should have become clear that despite my nerdy glasses and general know-it-all attitude, numbers and I obviously do not get along.) And suddenly it hit me - I'm pretty sure I'd seen him on TV!



My first brush with fame: the guy who plays Morgan Grimes on Chuck! A show that very few people watch. And the character is a lame slacker who works at a Best Buy-esque electronics store. But I refuse to let the details of this encounter ruin it for me!

There is also the possibility that this person wasn't the guy who plays Morgan, but rather a regular Joe who just happens to look a lot like him. I'm also choosing to ignore that potential situation. I suppose I could have asked, but a) if it wasn't him, that would have ruined the experience for me, and b) I was at that very moment salivating over cheetos and clutching an US Weekly in my hand, so it might have been an awkward encounter.