A story about Al Franken
I was working as a receptionist at a law firm in 2005, and one of the lawyers was in a political action group. They were holding a meeting, and lo and behold, Al Franken is a member and showed up to the meeting. I almost didn’t notice it was him—I had already directed at least 15 people downstairs, and was pretty much on robot-mode with it. I told him I was a big fan and he stopped to talk for a minute. It was seriously the best day of work ever. (Except that I didn’t get to eat any of the food they had in the meeting. That would have been nice.)