When I met Bill Cosby

I am sure I may or may not of had mentioned this back in October when I met Lor's family. But on a particular stop between Virginia and Michigan we had a stopin LaGuardia, New York. This particular stop we had an hour to kill between flights so what dose Lor and I want to do? Smoke.

Which means we have to go through TSA. Never a fun experience because I always feel like I'm going to be the random search. "Random" being the operative word we'll use.

Anyway, after a quick cigarette break, Lor and I went back through TSA and while we're both in separate lines I turned to her and said, "Hunny, you're the bomb."

Lor's reaction was priceless as she turns into the random search. So after I walk through the metal ditector, I turn to find Lor and her curly red hair is being picked through by TSA.

After my TSA shenanigans, Lor and I began to walk back to the gate which would have taken us to Michigan. On our way we found Bill Cosby!

Like normal I did a double take and realized who it was. And to explain Bill Cosby is realizing first he looks like everyone else. Nothing too special, he wore normal travel cloths. And he didn't have an entourage with him. Not a body guard was near him.

So we walked up and decided to introduce ourselves to him. Best part for me was being able to relate with him because I too went to Corpman school. I mentioned to him how the school is moving to San Antonio, TX. And it's a base with Airforce, Army and Marine Corps. I'll assume he thought it was a cool fact. Provided he too use to be a corpsman. Made it to second class petty officer and then got out.

Now don't get me wrong but Bill Cosby is a cool mother fucker to meet at any time or place and I would (under normal circumstances) have been more apt to spending the optimum time I could with him. However, Bill Cosby is the kind of guy where once he starts talking, everyone has to listen. There's no stopping Bill Cosby because he has something to say and he'll say it. Meanwhile, normal people who just happen to run into him have places to go, especially when it's the airport. However Bill Cosby was done with his traveling and I was just in the middle of where I was trying to go. So, in the most cuthful way I could muster. I said to Bill Cosby it was great to meet you but I have to catch my flight. I shook his hand and left for my flight. 

Karma got my ass later with delaying my flight on the Tarmac for two hours and not launching at all. Then a couple of hours later Lor and I found a flight which was an honest whim to get us out of LaGuardia, New York.