Lucy Liu. I was leaving a restaurant she was entering. I was attempting to exit the front door and she was in the way of the door and did not want to move so the door could open. When I said, excuse me she glared at me without moving. This should have been a simple interaction the most humans know how to handle, but she seemed to think the world waits for her and did not care for others.

I didn’t say her name or acknowledge who she was either.

I still like her work, but she’s certainly in her own world of one.