Remind me not to get famous.
Like so famous that, if I'm a chef who loves to load my dishes with butter, and then one day I announce to the world I have diabetes and I will now be selling a drug to help fight it.
You know, that kind of famous.
Because when you are that famous, it is then okay for photographers to post scandalous photographs of you all over the internet.
Oh yes.
Photos where you are mid-bite in a greasy cheeseburger.
My worst nightmare.
Someone photographing me while I eat.
I'd be devastated.
It's not that I don't like people to see me eat.
I avoid situations where food might get messy.
I pass on jelly, powdered donuts, saucy buffalo wings, and especially baby back ribs.
Don't get me wrong, these are great tasting foods.
I just don't like to eat them in public.
Where people can see me getting messy.
If I'm famous, I'd have to worry even more.
Remind me to never get famous.

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