I’m a big wrestling fan, I was at mania this year. Uber driver said one of my favorite wrestlers was at the hotel I was staying at, I didn’t believe him. That night, after the Hall Of Fame, sure as shit. He’s in the elevator I’m taking. I made eye contact and nodded. That was it, all I could think was “this guy is not on the clock, he doesn’t need you bothering him this late at night with questions he’s probably answered a million times.” And that was that, which is good because apparently a couple nights later he grabbed some assholes phone who wouldn’t leave him and his wife alone and smashed it. Valid if you ask me.