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posted by Ron Bishop at
1:12 PM
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One of my big brushes with fame was with Shawn Carter aka Jay-Z. It was the summer of 2004 and my aunt Fatima was working as the general manager of the renowned Italian restaurant, Cipriani’s. We made plans to go shopping one afternoon and I was instructed to meet her at her job. As I walked down the street, I noticed a midnight blue maybach Benz directly in front of the restaurant. I thought it was weird because in New York City it takes minutes to get towed.
As I continued toward the entrance, I was stopped by a mob of about 10 females. Every last one of them had their camera phones up and were being escorted out of the restaurant. They had tried to act as if they were going to eat at the restaurant but had no idea that you have to be of a certain status to eat at Cipriani’s. You can’t just show up in jeans and a T-shirt and think you can get a table. Anyway, as I walk into the restaurant I noticed that there was a man in the back sitting by himself. I noticed him so quickly because before a 6pm in the summer all the seating is outside. Therefore, no one was in the dinning room but him. I saw him looking at me and in return, I smiled and waved at him. That’s when I said to myself “oh my goodness that’s Jay-Z”. For the longest second in the world, I was in awe. He had a white suit on with a bright shirt, gold cuff links and the gold chain that goes under a suit jacket but over the tie. Then I said “I am so happy I wore this outfit today”. He smiled back and continued to gaze in my direction so, I started to walk towards the back of the restaurant to greet him. Next thing I know, a female walks out of the bathroom and sits down at his table. It is none other than Beyonce. So I change direction because I felt dumb and went to my aunt’s office.
The first person I told this story to was one of my best friends, Soroya. So when I started telling her the story she was excited. Once I said Jay-Z’s name, she kept interrupting me asking me random questions about him. When I told her he smiled back at me, she gave me the “you’re bullshitting” face. She went on and on doubting that the whole situation ever happened. She laughed and told me she didn’t want to hear the rest of the story because I was “hallucinating”. Her reaction was that he was “too special” to even extend himself to smile at me, he was “too special” to be interested in me and ultimately he was “too special” to want to meet and say hi to a fan. She had him on this high pedestal and didn’t want to imagine him differently.
The 2nd person I told this story to was my father. He is a big fan of Jay-Z however; his response was very different from my friend, Soroya. He wasn’t very excited because he’s a musician and constantly runs into and works with celebrities. He did go into a few stories about the first big celebrities he met including Malcolm X. His reaction to my overall story was nonchalant. It seemed as though he barley heard my story and wanted to focus on his celebrity experiences and the people he had met.
My mother has always down played the roll of celebrity and that is why I have never been a big fan of role models and heroes. I decided at a young age to take it in my own hands to become successful and be that female entertainment mogul that was missing when I was growing up. I’ve always wanted to work in the music industry and I have yet to find a successful woman that I can relate to or idolize. Ultimately, my brush with Jay-Z was exciting, inspiring and fun all at the same time. We never exchanged any words but it’s an experience that I probably will never forget. To have that type of an impact on someone is very powerful and special.
2:36 AM
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