I love where I live, but celebrities don’t hang out here. Like, ever. It’s a small city in northeast Ohio, why would they?
Yesterday, though, something crazy happened.
Gabe and I already were having a great morning – we went to Krispy Kreme and tried hot donuts for the first time. (Apparently a “free hot sample” is an ENTIRE donut. So we ordered two donuts, got two free. Dangerous.)
We headed over to Starbucks to get some coffee. A guy opened the door for us and let us go in front of him.
A guy who looked very familiar.
“Uh, you can go in front me,” I told him. He insisted, but I awkwardly insisted more. I NEEDED TO CREEP.
I thought he looked and sounded exactly like Henry Spencer from one of our favorite TV shows, Psych. (Which is, by the way, one of the best shows – hilarious and mystery. You should watch it.) I knew his name was Corbin Bernsen, so I snapped a ton of photos before remembering my camera app was too full to take photos. Of course.
So I took a photo in Instagram, like the serious creeper I am:
I noticed his car keys had a rental car key chain (how very Psych of me, yes?). (And he bought the local newspaper. How adorable, right?) He might just be…
When he grabbed his coffee and turned around, I stopped him.
“Are you…?” I started.
He nodded and smiled. “I am.”
WHAT. Butterflies in my stomach.
“You’re on Psych?“
“So what are you doing here?”
“I went to an Akron Aeros game last night.” (The Aeros are the minor league baseball team.)
“Just came in town to catch an Aeros game? Totally normal.” I joked.
“Well, my character in Major League [something about baseball, I didn't pay enough attention because I was just thinking, "HOW IS THIS HAPPENING?"]”
“Awesome. Well, we love your show. Enjoy your time here!”
Then, shaking, I ordered our coffees. Corbin was still doctoring up his coffee when I went to put cream in ours. So, of course, I had to talk to him again. Told him he’s a fantastic actor. He was so friendly and told me to ”Have a beautiful day.”
He left and the baristas started squealing. “I’m so glad you asked him! I thought that was him!” I was the only person who had talked to him. (I wanted to ask for a photo with him, but well, my camera app was full. LAME.)
Just like when we spotted Oscar from The Office in LA, I was so glad I actually saw a star from a show that I love. And this time, I was actually brave enough to say something.
Celebrity sightings are always surreal, but seeing a celebrity in my local Starbucks is probably the craziest I’ve ever had.
What are the odds that I got there at the exact same time as him? What are the odds he’d go to the Starbucks I always go to? Bizarre.