Asking for Directions in Manhattan

We’d like to thank Elsa for this story!

A few years ago, I was walking down the street in Manhattan, when a man in a white suit and Panama hat approached my friend and me and asked for directions to The Library – which is a bar, on the other side of town from where we were.

He was very drunk.

Now, to understand the true humor of this story, you have to understand that I’m visually impaired. I can’t recognize my own husband on a dark street for a minute, let alone a celebrity. So I pull out my phone and dig up the directions and tell him how to get there – and he compliments my shoes (black character shoes) and my dress (yellow seersucker) and then stumbles drunkenly into the night.

My friend turns to me and says “DO YOU KNOW WHO THAT WAS?” I reply “Some drunk guy in an awesome hat?” she replies “THAT WAS BILL FUCKING MURRAY”

And when I thought back to 30 seconds before, I realize that yes. I recognized his voice. And that was Bill Fucking Murray.

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