Heh, heh!  I've used a sphygmomanometer by itself in a pinch to detect the systolic pressure by feeling for the return of the brachial pulse, so that could be what Julia was up to.  I know, who cares? 

LOL. I don't remember her feeling for a pulse, but what I remember most vividly about the incident is my mother (also a nurse) having a cow about it. 

Liz realizes she forgot to take her Bean-o, and the leather furniture didn't help matters either. 

Leonard Goldberg, who was Vice President of Daytime Programming at ABC during the DS days is in the news this week because he was named to the board of directors at CBS. I believe he appears in an interview on the DS DVDs. The news release mentions his involvement with DS:

http://www.prnewswire.com/cgi-bin/stories.pl?ACCT=104&STORY=/www/story/01-31-2007/0004517490&EDATE=

Ugh. I was hoping it was just an isolated issue. 

Now MsCriseyde you should have just asked the gentleman " Do you honestly think I would be sitting out here in the hall reading if David Selby were in my room."

Actually, I think I said that when we were talking about it amongst ourselves after we got rid of the guy, but I don't think he realized it was my room at the time.  Frankly, I was offended that anyone would think I would display such a supreme lack of taste as to camp outside someone's door, doing my homework, waiting for him to come out or in so that I could pounce.  I have far more subtle and socially appropriate techniques. 

Quote from: Brandon Collins on January 30, 2007, 12:52:10 AM

There's no telling what fans would do to get a minute alone--follow them to their room, interrupt their meals, follow them into the restroom, etc etc.

This is so true!

Unfortunately, I can also give an example of this type of behavior, and I've probably told the story before on this forum or one of its earlier incarnations.

At a fan event several years ago, I was singled out by David Selby while he was speaking. He was having some fun at my expense over the fact that the airline had lost my luggage. When the evening's activities were over, my roommates were socializing in our room. Because I had an exam the following Monday and because the lighting was actually better in the hallway, I was sitting on the floor outside the door studying.

A guy came up and asked me if our room was David Selby's room, and I told him it wasn't. Since I was trying to study, I didn't appreciate the interruption or the barrage of questions about what I did or didn't know about David Selby, and I think someone else from our group walked up around the same time. At any rate, it became obvious that the only way to be rid of this individual would be to go into the room, which we proceeded to do. However, this guy was absolutely certain we were hiding David Selby in our room and tried to peer in the door as we walked in. Hell, he practically tried to walk in behind us. I distinctly remember that hands and/or feet were in the way when we tried to shut the door behind us. Not pretty.

And as for fans asking tasteless questions, that happens too. A friend of mine, David Selby, and his publicist were standing at the back of the main ballroom at a Fest a few years ago waiting for the costume gala to finish up because he was going to watch Girl in Blue which they were showing afterward. A fan asked him first if I was his daughter. When he said that I wasn't, the next question the fan asked him was if I was his girlfriend. I honestly can't remember exactly what he said because I was trying not to fall in the floor laughing. During that same weekend, several people incorrectly assumed that David's publicist was his wife. When she told one fan that she wasn't his wife, before she could say that she was his publicist, the fan asked if she was his mistress. Tasteful, huh?

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