I met Joe Jackson the other day at work.
You know, as in Michael Jackson - the king of pop - his dad.
I work at a hotel. It is most definitely not the Ritz.
It was all very odd. He was quiet and serious.
My coworkers all got their picture taken with him.
I, on the other hand, squealed over the killer Nikons the photographers that were there with him
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