Meeting Celebrities (Was: OMG!! OMG!!!)

Okay, so I dont think I've posted thread before but I just had to tell someone!

There I was at work today (in Borough Mkt, London....a restaurant)  expecting a rammed but rather dull friday lunch.  So I nip to the loo quickly and in that time one of my staff seats a table of two.  As I get back on the floor, one of the party comes to me 2 say that he requested a table that was not in front of the kitchen (which is where he'd been seated), I check his reservation and sure enuff theres the request.  So tits!  We're already chocka, where the hell am I gonna put them?  I walk over to the table to assure them that the situation is in hand, when the other member of the party turns around...and I nearly fall flat on my ass....why?...coz its non other than Alexandra Hedison!  Really?!  Really?!  Yes!  So I do what I always do when faced with a celebrity...go into a retard mode and find someone else to serve them stat!  I then spent the rest of lunch dithering over whether I shud ask for an autograph or not.  They eventually ask me for peppermint tea, truffles and the bill.  Tea goes, I take the bill, but no truffles....the gentleman reminds me...I swear with embarassment!!  Yes, I did, I swore infront of Alexandra Hedison...brought the truffles, then the bill.  But I did get my autograph folks...the only thing I can make out is my name, but f*ck it!  Who else out there turn to a sticky gooey mush when faced with famous personalities that they adore?