Autograph Please....

With camera and autograph book in hands, I stand waiting next to the barrier that separates the concrete from the red carpet. Shaking with excitement waiting for the first star to shine down the runway. I make sure that my camera has enough battery life and my pen actually writes. The roar of the crowd grows louder as the first celeb makes their way to the carpet. I close my eyes for a quick prayer. "Please let it be Matthew McConaughey." I open my eyes with camera in position only to be greeted with some dumb ass man from a reality show. "Who is That?" I yelled out. He approaches me with his ten dollar swagger and ask, "Do you want my autograph?" I laugh somewhat out of control, but yet still able to say, "Hell Naw!" He immediately turns away and continue his "wanna be a star" walk down the red carpet. I thought to myself, "What the Hell would I do with a five minute famemess nameless reality show person's autograph?" Other than wipe my ass and flush it down with the rest of my shit. Move around Famemess People Move around!!!