Olivier is huge. I’m 6’ 3” and I’m dwarfed. He was all
smiles and chatted with everyone. Someone was filming content and Olivier would
pause and talk to the camera.
As I got to the front of the table, the handlers looked at my
photo. Nothing but crickets behind their eyes. That’s okay. The photo ain’t for
them.
Then it was my turn. We shook hands. I tried hard to give a
strong handshake but I could tell, he never felt it. He didn’t squeeze back
incase he hurt me. I was not offended.
He looked down at the photo and stepped back laughing. He looked
over the tables photos to find it. I mentioned
I printed this one myself. He quickly said it was staged for a day that Alan
was off set. It was something fun to do. He turned to the handlers and told
them. He was happy to see this. I made him happy.
As he signed, I mentioned the video of him and his friend in
black suits acting like body guards. Then he asked if he should do more. I, of
course, said yes. He tuned to the camera and said the public wants more. They
have to do more.
With my mission accomplished, I left for the next autograph.
AH

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