Yeah, I met Luke Wilson last night
I must tell my crazy story of the year. Aside from all the other fun things I’ve been up to, I went out last night in center city Philly. I went to a REALLY trendy restaurant and bar called The Continental. Personally speaking, I find the name to be a bit lame, but the place is pretty nice nonetheless. I’m there for no more than half an hour and Luke Wilson shows up. For those of you who don’t know, he’s Owen Wilson’s brother and can be seen in movies such as Old School and Legally Blonde. Sorry ladies, he’s not that hot in person and on top of that he’s a real jerk. Being the ballsy idiot that I am and not really caring too much about his celebritiness, I went up to say hey to the disgruntled looking comedian. Mr. Wilson (to be patronizing) was sitting on the edge of a couch about 5 feet away from my going-out clan. I asked him if he’s Luke Wilson and he said no, of course. So I asked him, knowing it was him, if I could shake his hand anyway. I then told him I was about to leave and I just wanted to say hey…so he told me that he was actually Luke Wilson. Thanks, Luke. I was then cutoff by some girl who was a huge fan of Luke Wilson, as she told me. No problem, I’m not. After spacing out and awkwardly standing there for a second, Mr. Wilson asked me if I was going to keep standing there or if I was going to give him some f-ing space. No, he was not polite enough to say f-ing, apparently, as I found out, he really enjoys dropping the f-bomb. So I told him I understand I’m not a girl, it’s cool. I guess I struck a nerve, because he dared me to say something f-ing smart again and told me he’ll knock my f-ing head off. WHOA THERE LUKE. I didn’t know those were fightin’ words, but I guess I don’t know the celebrity lingo.
I was about to walk out the door until I realized that I left my coat back at my table. Pretty disappointed and shocked that this guy had been so rude after someone went up to say “hey,” I went back to get my coat. I certainly understand that he probably gets this crap from people all the time—it must be obnoxious and exhausting! But, there are nicer ways to avoid being bothered by people in a Philly bar (if you'd like some suggestions just ask, I'm from the midwest). Anyway, I went up to him again and told him I just wanted to ask him a question. Without hesitation he told me I was starting to get really f-ing annoying. Starting? I thought I was annoying the first time I went up to talk to him. Of course, I told him I just wanted to ask a question, but he just wanted me to get the f#$% away. His bodyguard, who was probably enjoying this little exchange, told me he had had a long day. Really? Luke Wilson had a long day. I wasn’t aware that having a long day gave you license to take a verbal dump on everyone that talked to you. I mean, you are a celebrity. You don’t think people are going to innocently come up to and express their fanhood? I’m pretty sure it has nothing to do with how long his day was and everything to with how big his ego is. I certainly enjoy his silly Frat Pack movies, but there is no excuse for treating people like that (says the bioethicist-in-training). He could have at least given me some credit for having the balls to talk to him, while most people at the bar were ignoring him.
Anyway, I just find it extremely intriguing that someone whose entire existence relies on his fans was such an unrelenting jerk to me AND everyone else at the bar. But, if anyone who reads my blog can offer some perspective on this unfortunate situation, please do. For now, I’d recommend a boycott of his movies until he starts being more polite and responsible in public. There are plenty of people that love his movies and look up to him in some way or another--God forbid. Don’t disappoint your fans Luke! I could always just go to Bryn Mawr, where he’s currently filming a movie, and say, “Hey Luke, I just wanted to ask you a question!”
