A brief letter
Dear Doctor Who fangirls and fanboys:
STOP. THIS.
It's one thing to enjoy someone's work and think they're brilliant and jump at the chance to meet them. But when an actor very reluctantly comes out to the stage door and signs things without a single smile, a single word, or a single instance of eye contact? You have fucked up but BAD ( Read more... )
STOP. THIS.
It's one thing to enjoy someone's work and think they're brilliant and jump at the chance to meet them. But when an actor very reluctantly comes out to the stage door and signs things without a single smile, a single word, or a single instance of eye contact? You have fucked up but BAD ( Read more... )
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See, sometimes I dream of meeting people I sincerely admire, but I live in fear that I'll, in Goo's words, "suddenly blurt out 'PLEASE SIGN MY ASS!'" or something equally stupid. And I... would really hate to devolve to that level of squeedom.
I'm honestly not sure I could hold back a delighted squeak, at least... I squeak delightedly at people I know, fer fuck's sake.
And this is why I don't intend to meet famous people unless I'm fucking medicated or something. Because that shit is Not Cool. ~_~
If you can't control yourself, stay the fuck at home. RAR.
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Squealing high-pitched is a totally different matter.
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I mean, example: the time I was able to stay for the end of a KMFDM concert (background: they were my ABSOLUTE FAVORITE BAND OMG freshman and sophomore year of college and I managed to go to two concerts even though both were 4+ hours away from here), and was going to get something signed? Everyone in the crowd -- everyone -- treated the members that came down to hang out as people. And what happened? When the merchandise store kicked us all out because they were closing, the three that had been there with us WENT OUTSIDE WITH US to continue chatting/signing/etc. I mean, the female lead, Lucia, was grinning ear-to-ear through it all and laughing almost as if she was the one meeting her favorite band, not the other way around. My friend and I didn't stay too long after that, but still. That's what you want to happen with people you really like and admire ( ... )
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I always prided myself in being really good with actors, I could talk to them without freaking out (until they were well out of earshot anyway, as in every case of meeting Adam Pascal was followed promptly by squeeing), but if I see them in places outside of a stage door? Like, outside someone else's stage door or in a theatre, or anywhere, I AVOID THEM LIKE THE PLAGUE. Unless it was someone I knew well enough to stop and say hi (or they say hi to me first, that always unnerves me, especially if I don't think I know them very well, lol), I don't talk to them. I NEVER wanted to be that fan. And that's outside of theatres and before/after shows and intermission. People pulling shit like that DURING a show? They should have all been kicked out. Banned from all theatres. That's disgusting.
I'm hoping to go see Equus next month, and ( ... )
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Anyway. Just yes. On all of this.
(Although, more rambling, re this comment: Chit chat. Treat them like you would any other person you've just met, not like this adoration-worthy god or goddess you want to worship.
That's probably my biggest problem with stagedooring, is that I don't chit chat with... anyone, actually, including, y'know, my closest friends and family. So I meet actors, I tell them I thought they were great (and if I'd seen them in anything else, would probably mention that, but so far I've never seen the same actor twice except for the same play) and then the people around me are talking and I just kind of shut up. I'm always worried they're going to think I didn't like them or something, when I'm standing right in front of them, they're talking to other people in my ( ... )
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