I always wondered how often this happened. Quite often it seems. It also happened to me.

I was at a team meeting in Toronto and we were staying at the Four Seasons. We were all due to go out for dinner and arranged to meet at the bar.

I arrived early to find one other https://twitter.com/guywalters/status/1358691125305958400
person there, drinking alone so I went and joined them.

I offered them a beer, which they accepted and we chatted why we were visiting Toronto. "I'm here to watch a friend's show", he said. I was a salesman so not much in common so we talked about cars for about 30 minutes
We were sat so I had my back to the entrance and he, looking over my shoulder, calls and waves to somebody coming in, "Hi Jim!"

I turn and it's Jimmy Page.

Then the horror and dread as I realise I've been talking shit with Robert Plant.

Worse is to come.
Jiimmy Page joins us but on my other side, so I'm now between Robert Plant and Jimmy Page.

The bar's filling up and people are looking over and commenting.

There are a set of photos and signed napkins of visitors to the Four Seasons Hotel in Toronto where they talk abut the
time they saw Jimmy Page and Robert Plant and this other bloke they didn't recognise.

It get's worse.

I'm trying to work out either how to extricate myself or feel comfortable when Bob (as he introduced himself,) still looking at the entrance waves and calls, "Rog', over here!"
It's Roger Daltrey.

They come to Toronto for the opening of Tommy.

I'm invited.

I decline.

I'm invited to the after party.

I mumble something about maybe.

They leave.

I'm left at the bar with everyone else looking at me, wondering who I am

My team arrive and I say nothing
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