I was on the 11 o'clock news and the 6 o'clock news the next morning for something stupid. Parts of the movie "Lethal Weapon III" was being filmed in downtown Orlando and it was interesting to walk downtown in the evening and watch the filming (which consisted of a hell of a lot of standing around doing nothing and then brief snippets of action). I had walked down one evening and was standing on a corner talking to a couple of other ladies, near to the stars' trailers. A TV reporter and cameraman came up to us and asked us to pretend that we had just seen Mel Gibson coming out of his trailer. We were supposed to jump up and down and yell "HEY MEL!" and "WE LOVE YOU, MEL!" So I did. And it was on the news. As I am riding up in the elevator to my office the next morning, a man who worked in an office down the hall and to whom I had never even said "good morning" to, looked over at me and said "Hey, I saw you on TV last night. I told my wife 'I know that woman!" Of course, all day I got phone calls from friends who had seen me on the news (I was, of course, the woman right smack dab in the front). I thought I'd never live it down. My one moment of "fame" and it had to be for something like that.
Later that day, in the parking garage of our building, they were filming the scene where Mel Gibson and Danny Glover run through the garage after trying to defuse a bomb. A couple of co-workers and I had gone down to watch the filming and they yelled, "Hey Mel....here's your biggest fan!". Danny Glover waved to me. Mel didn't. Hmmmphhh.