I have done that in the past, but I just figured that the “Santa” cans were used specifically for the mini-bar. I also figured they probably had a ton of them. Since I also worked for the company, I felt like I just had to pay for them. It sound ridiculous, I know. I’m sure they had employees do much worse than what I…

Woah, calm down there. I already answered who it was in another reply...

I’m so late to this one, but I was at a fundraiser with a bunch of the cast and creators of Downton Abbey, and Julian Fellowes is exactly the kind of pompous dick you’d think. He’s like the Dowager Countess but lacking the charm and humanity you get from Maggie Smith. I went up to him to say hello and love the show,…

Awesome story. Did you watch Party Down? If not, find the episode with Jackal Onassis. It is basically an episode about this scenario. Would post a link but Kinja is being bitchy.

It makes me so, so happy that Bryan Cranston is nice.

Not really an encounter. More like a lack of encounter. I ushered at a theater where Bill Cosby was performing and my job was guarding the backstage door. Before Mr. Cosby entered, we were informed by a nervous staffer that in no circumstances were we to try to meet his eye. Apparently exchanging glances with His…

Kudos to you for being able to fire back with the dick joke right away. I would have blushed in embarassment and then thought of the funny line later in my car.

This is the second story I’ve seen about Courtney Love on here that makes me really want to meet her/be her BFF.

Two short stories: First, second hand, my sister bussed tables in high school in our small, foothills No. Cal. town, and Michael Keaton (then-current Batman - we adored him for Nightshift) came in with his young girlfriend. He was nice, but the girlfriend made a huge mess - tearing up her napkin, upending creamers,…

I know someone who worked for Ben Stiller. He trashed his room once because she didn’t squeeze his toothpaste the way he likes. You read that right - someone else squeezes his toothpaste for him.

Not a dick to me directly, but to my shitty ex. He deserved it.

Ellen Page. I met her at club in Culver in 2009. I had a black eye and she asked me how I got it. I told her I ran into a stop sign and she goes: “You’re supposed to stop at those.”

If you get a room service massage at one of the fancy schmancy no-mere-mortals top dollar Mandarin Oriental type hotels they call in a massage therapist from an agency. One of my best friends is one such massage therapist. Creepiest: Ben Stiller. Rude and dismissive throughout and not shy about expecting - not…

I already posted this the last time this guy was mentioned here, but here it is again. (And he wasn’t SUCH a dick, but it’s the best I got.)

Isabella Rossellini once stomped on my foot as I was walking through Times Square to get to a show (“Hair” ). My husband was in the middle of saying, “Isabella Rossellini is right there,” and then I felt a searing, sharp pain in my left foot. I looked down, and the European Foot-Stomper had managed to dig her stiletto…

Well there’s ‘fun mean’ and ‘not fun mean’, depending on how much we’ve had to drink.

Last year I interviewed a Scottish band that was fairly popular around the nineties/early 2000s or so ago. I had to interview them while under extreme stress during finals week when I had an essay due the next day. I was obviously nervous during the interview and the frontman of the band was a huge, huge dick. The…

omg he is SO SHORT!!!!

Saw a dude who suspiciously looked like Bruce Willis driving a very fancy car on the Eisenhower in Chicago and kind of stared at him open-mouthed (for I was a child in my parents back seat). He kind of looked over at me and gave me the finger. Which made me roll to the floor with laughter.

“Because she’s mean Irish.”

Do we come in a non-mean variety?