Re, celebrity meetings: we’ll start the ball rolling with this one…
“Dustin Hoffman, generally agreed to be a low maintenance star, arrives for a morning meeting. Everyone orders coffee, except for Hoffman who asks for a bloody Mary, with two shots. One of his people scuttles off and places a drink by his side. Hoffman takes one sip, says a polite ‘excuse me’ to the room, then hairdryers the assistant.
“‘Do you think I’m stupid? What the fuck is this? Did you think I would not notice? I’ve flown in from another country, where right now it’s 7pm. So give me my fucking drink, with my two fucking shots.’
“He got his fucking drink.”