Oh, So THAT'S Why I'm Different...

Gobsmacked girl: "You've seriously never done that?"

Me: "Seriously, I never have."

Startled girl: "Every girl has done it."

Me: "Maybe not every girl."

Startled girl: "Clearly."

Gobsmacked girl: "So, you have NEVER screamed and fawned over a celebrity? Seriously? Never? Not even when you were little or a preteen or a teenager?"

Me: "No, never, not even when I was little, preteen, or teen."

Gobsmacked girl & Startled girl: "That's so weird. Every girl has gone ape over a celebrity or an athlete."

A guy I used to know told me about a girl (over 25 years of age) he dated who went gaga over Bon Jovi--like date-ruining gaga. 

Here's the deal: Celebrities are people, just like you and me. They go to the bathroom, get gas, get colds & snotty noses, puke, pop zits, and every other embarrassing HUMAN thing. 

Little story: Went to see Whitney Houston in concert back when she could still sing (before the erratic behavior).  We had orchestra seats--we were so close, I could see if she had white powder around her nose (she didn't).  Her opening act was a group called 112.  When they started singing Anywhere, these scantily clad girls next to me started screaming, throwing their hands in the air, and jumping up and down. I was nearly knocked out by a flailing boob. 

While dodging wild arms and narrowly escaping the flying breasts, I subtly grooved to the music, when one of the leads walked across stage, pointed to me, and started singing some, um, suggestive lyrics (the part about she's calling me...that's all I can remember, aside from blushing intensely).  An odd lack of screams caught my attention: the previously attention-seeking girls next to me looked like they were going to crush me; the look in their eyes was borderline mad. I was fairly alarmed.

Moral of the story: Maybe the band member saw me because I was actually listening to the music and appreciating it, rather than screaming my fool head off, trying to get the guys on stage to show me attention.  Maybe, just maybe, some celebrities actually prefer being treated like human beings, rather than fish in a tank that people point and gawk at...just saying. 

Apparently, my lacking need to scream and fawn over celebrities makes me different. Fine by me. Now, that's not to say I wouldn't blush a little or have some sort of hormonal reaction if I ever met Johnny Depp...but those are purely biological reactions to rather effective stimulation.