Have a Favorite Celeb or Athlete? Don't Ever Meet Them!

When I was a little lass, I had a few favorite celebs. I was naive enough to think that they were the sweet, polite people they show you on the tube. Well, I'm not so little now and far from being a lass and since I've been meeting/interviewing celebs, I warn anyone who has this idea of their favorite built up inside their head. Don't ever meet your favorite celebrity!
They are just humans like the rest of us, warts and all. They get tired, don't feel like talking, run out the back door to avoid fans and interviews, have "bad days" and can get pretty rude when you least expect it.
Now, because I do meet and interview celebs, (I will not disclose names. That would be unprofessional and quite unfair, plus I can't get sued, not yet anyway) I can say that I've had more good interviews then bad ones.
Most times, I'm meeting with someone who just got off stage and they're tired, hungry and thirsty, yet they know that media is part of what they do. I try to keep my interviews short. I ask key questions that pretty much allow them to talk and I get the rest of my questions answered.

I did get to meet a celeb once who I couldn't wait to meet. I wasn't a reporter yet, I worked at the venue he/she was performing at. This person was so mean and nasty. They bitched about EVERYTHING! The food (which they requested), the beverages (which they requested) and they pretty much made a lot of new "former" fans that evening. Taking nothing away from celebs who travel/tour. It's HARD work with little -to-no rest and a demanding schedule most times. I empathize, really.
What I do find annoying is when someone is just being a bitch. (remember, I said men and women can both be bitches). Sometimes I think that celebs should be forced to retire, like the teachers who have been teaching for so long that they are just horrible and the kids hate them. What about the celebs that have been performing for many moons and have just become a sad little mirror of their former selves, snapping at everyone, demanding stupid shit like green M&M's or a Big Mac with the bun, meat and toppings/condiments all separated into tiny bags, so they can build it themselves? What kind of diva shit is that? How about asking for items that aren't even SOLD in this state? How about making all of these bitch-ass demands and then not even touching, eating or drinking the shit they had a BF (bitch-fit) over?

I never make assumptions whenever I'm interviewing. I take it as it comes. When it turns out very pleasant, I'm pleasantly surprised, but when it turns out bad, no surprise there.
Developing a thick skin was something I did early on because as an African-American woman, I HAD to, but I also had to develop that thick skin into thicker skin in order to perform my job. I can't take it personal, ever, and sometimes, I walk away with a perk, like a big bowl of green M&M's. I'm out.