I’m an attorney and a long term fan of Saturday Night Live.
In the late 1980's, fresh out of high school, I worked at a little gift shop in Vancouver BC, near where the cruise ships dock. Constant streams of tourists from all over.
A group walks in, chatting amongst themselves, and wanders near me. One of the men starts talking a bit louder, and draws my attention. He's talking to his group, but also outside of it. The details are fuzzy, but I swear this happened like this:
Him: "Nice shop. Nice...shop... But, what to get.
What to get... my
son... the
actor. What to get?"
I greet them, let them know I can help with anything, etc.
Him: "Well maybe you can. I'd like to get a gift for my son, but what do you get a man who has everything?"
Me: "Not much, right, if he already has it all!"
[sales chuckle... groan]
Him: "Maybe you watch Saturday Night Live? If you do, you might know my son? The Liar?"
Me: "Jon Lovitz... is your
son?"
Him: "What? You don't believe me?"
Me: "I
never said I..."
Him: "Here!" He pulls out his driver's license. Sure enough.
Him: "
That's the ticket!" (one of Jon's catch-phases)
Looking at him in real life, I could then totally see the resemblance, and he was the spitting image in the photo. He was such a proud dad, and such a weirdly delightful guy to help figure out what to get. (I still remember >30 years later; he bought a belt! So
that's what you get your actor son who has everything!)