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Saturday, August 26, 2006

Lone Star

I'm in Dallas for my yearly trip to the trucking trade show my company owns and operates. At this point - three days in - my feet are two well-tenderized hunks of meat. Yep, it's a good ol' time here in the Lone Star state.

One lesson I've learned from these trade shows is that there are two different types of country stars. On the one hand, you have country stars who are good natured about this whole "celebrity" thing. They exude appreciativeness as they sign autographs, shake hands and "grip and grin" with fans in front of countless point-and-shoot camera flashes.

These types don't bat an eyelash at the trucking journalist diligently snapping photos from a discreet distance at the side, trying her darndest in the low convention center light to catch them at the exact moment when they finish signing a glossy poster and smile genuinely up at their eager fan. Some of these may even smile at said journalist and give her a wink! These are the ones she likes and lobbies to include in the show daily and the magazine.

If they are the other type of country star, however, she may say "Screw you guys, I'm going home." This other type thinks they are better than the treasure at the bottom of the cereal box. They barely muster a smile for their fans, let alone maintaining the smile long enough for anyone to snap a decent picture of them looking like magnanimous celebrity gods.

This type also has their "people" hovering about watching said journalist like a hawk, counting how many images she takes and commenting in biting tones, "Don't you think you have enough?" They may even have their "people" accuse said journalist of taking these photos for "personal use" because clearly every gossip rag on the planet is paying big bucks for pics of fully clothed and styled-to-the-hilt celebrities signing autographs. Because man, that is such a rare find.

This type? Yeah, I don't like them. And I don't freakin' get them. Why do they get so riled up about one journalist when there are people ALL AROUND snapping their photo constantly? What does it matter to them? It costs them nothing, and it might gain them something - positive exposure in a publication that goes to 130,000 of their biggest fans.

If I ever become wildly famous and have married women lining up to giggle and admire my biceps while I sign my autograph, please remind me to LIGHTEN UP.


Jocelyn said...

interesting. Maybe they just want to control their image or something? Like anyone can really do that in this world anyway.

4:21 PM  
Lenise said...

OK, now I want to know which is which! Can you tell us who the nice ones are?

7:16 PM  
StuccoHouse said...

You have me curious too :-) Maybe just a hint?

9:01 PM  
Christine said...

Wow, poor you! It sounds so glam, to take photos of celebs, but this sounds horrendous!

8:43 AM  
Kristin said...

I'm dying to tell you who, but I'm afraid to put in specifics or some salesperson at work will stumble across it and get me in trouble for bad-mouthing "the talent."

It wasn't so bad at this show; the really mean one was at the show in March. She's a middle aged country star still trying to look 22, so I guess they were afraid my pics would reveal the truth.

2:18 PM  
Kristin said...

Also, in my small amount of experience, the bigger the star, the bigger the jerk.

2:19 PM  

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