Do celebrities lose their right to privacy just because they’re famous?
Do you think, because you’ve seen someone on TV or in a movie, you have a right to talk to them if you see them?
Would you interrupt a celebrity’s dinner to take their photo?
And if so, why in the hell do you think you’re entitled to do that?
Having grown-up as a 5th generation Southern Californian, I probably see celebrities in a different light than many people.
I have yet to be star struck by anyone – and I’m old.
I don’t know if it’s because I grew up knowing/encountering celebrities as an every day part of life?
Or maybe I’m just jaded.
Sure, I notice if Brad Pitt (or whoever) walks into the room –
But no, I have no desire to run up to him and beg for an autograph.
(No offense Brad, it’s nothing personal. I just randomly threw your name into my post as an example.)
Last week, Briefcase and I went out to dinner as part of our 25th wedding anniversary celebration.
We had a nice ocean view table at Mastro’s Ocean Club in Newport Beach.
Mastro’s is a nice restaurant. (My point being, it isn’t a super casual stand-in-line-for-your-food atmosphere.)
David Spade was seated at the table next to us.
* I did not take the above photo of David Spade. *
David (I’m sure he wouldn’t mind me calling him by his first name??) was having dinner with Chris Farley’s brother (Kevin, I think?), some other man, and a few kids.
Of course, I noticed David Spade was sitting next to me.
I’m sure he noticed me too.
He was probably thinking,
“Oh look! There’s Suzanne from Twenty Four At Heart. I wonder how her arm is doing since the car accident? I’d sure like to hang one of her photos in my house, but I won’t be rude and interrupt her dinner at Mastro’s.”
I’m sure that’s exactly what he was thinking.
I was thinking similar thoughts,
“Oh look! David Spade is seated next to me. How cool – we both love Mastro’s.”
Then I continued gazing out the window at the ocean, because OH LOOK! PELICANS!!
Of course, there were a few people who “pretended” to be taking photos at their table so they could get David’s photo “in the background.”
(Because, like WOW MAN, that makes them practically famous too!)
Please note: I would totally do the iPhone Fake Photo Trick (which everyone knows) to capture a photo of a Ridiculous OC Barbie for a blog post. I wouldn’t do it to capture a celebrity chewing a mouthful of steak.
After awhile, Random Grandma came over to David Spade’s table and put her arm around him -
While the man was seated for dinner, in a nice restaurant, with his friends, and with a couple kids at his table.
Let’s be honest, there wasn’t anyone in the (previously quiet, serene) room who wasn’t aware of what was happening.
I think most of the people in the room were horrified by what she was doing.
Personally, I was embarrassed for humans everywhere.
Random Grandma stayed just like that, arm around David, for quite some time. She then left, and proceeded to come back to David’s table a minute later with two tween/teen girls. The girls probably weren’t old enough to know who David Spade is.
(No offense David, but those young-un girls don’t know who The Beatles are either!)
The girls looked uncomfortable. I think they would have preferred to be anywhere other than with Random Grandma at that moment.
Random Grandma had the girls pose on each side of David while she attempted to take their photo with a celebrity!!
Random Grandma had brought her full size DSLR camera –
Which she didn’t know how to use.
The embarrassing incident at David Spade’s table was therefore agonizingly prolonged as Random Grandma flagged down a waiter to help her with her camera.
Do you know how difficult it was (as a photographer) to be sitting two feet away, and not grab the damn camera out of her hands and adjust her settings for her?
I was tempted to do just that, but I didn’t want to be aiding and abetting Random Grandma’s intrusive behavior.
At one point one of the tween/teen girls disappeared back to her own table – I think she was humiliated by Random Grandma and wanted to get away.
Random Grandma called across the restaurant for her to come back.
Everyone in the room was riveted at this point. It was like watching a train wreck.
You want to look away, but you just CAN’T.
Eventually, David Spade asked the girls if one of them had an iPhone.
Wouldn’t that have been faster rudeness in the first place, Grandma?
(Did Random Grandma have ulterior motives? Was she trying to prolong the I Can’t Work My Own Camera And I Have David Spade Held Captive Saga? Did she like the fact the entire room was watching her aghast with horror?)
Although I wouldn’t rush up to a celebrity myself –
I acknowledge, public functions are an entirely different situation.
Celebrities know, and expect, fans to approach them when they’re at events.
I think having a private dinner with friends and/or family at a quiet-fancy-very-nice-special-occasion restaurant is an entirely different situation.
I know someone out there somewhere will ask if perhaps Random Grandma actually knew David and was a friend of his.
That was not the case.
She was just Random Grandma.
I know someone else will ask what David Spade thought/said about this incident.
I would not presume to know what he he thinks or thought – I don’t know the man.
I will not write about things he may or may not have said within my earshot, because as much as you might love to hear it –
I won’t (ever) place myself on Random Grandma’s level.
So now I’d love to know what YOU think …
Do celebrities have a right to privacy?
Would you act like Random Grandma if you saw a celebrity seated in the same restaurant you were at?