I don’t have an Oscar story but I do have a Dolby (then Kodak) theater story.
I needed some fake Oscars for a party at SLA in 2002 or so. Still in my business clothes from the conference, I hopped on the subway to Hollywood and Highland, loaded up on fake statuettes and found I couldn’t get back to the subway. The sidewalk was blocked for an AFI Tribute to Tom Hanks.
I knew I could cut through the theater lobby. So, looking as if I knew where I was going and had every right to go there, I walked along the side of the red carpet. The crowds awaiting stars' arrival had their backs to me. No one noticed me except a lovely young guy with a headset and a clip board. Instead of being displeased when I told him I was headed for the subway, he was thrilled and offered to escort me.
I looked really important as he walked me through the theater. He did that not because I was "someone" but because I rode the subway. He rode the subway too!
You just never know what will impress someone.
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