Went to In N Out for lunch today. A man came over to my table and introduced himself as Barack Obama’s cousin. He said he could make me famous.
I told him I didn’t want to be famous.
He told me everyone wanted to be famous, like his cousin.
I asked him why he wasn’t famous, like his cousin.
He moved on to the next table and gave them the same pitch. Apparently, the guys at that table did want to be famous because Barack’s cousin wrote his name and number on a napkin and told them to call next week.