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Running into wrestlers, stories. [UPDATED with more]

Deadspin article that talks about run-ins with wrestlers in public places:

Goldust, Michaels, Virgil

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I spent December of 1999 working several jobs in Gainesville. One of those jobs was on the loading dock at Toys ‘R Us. For an extra fee, customers could pay to have bikes, etc. built by employees instead of doing it themselves at home. An additional benefit was that big items, that were hard to hide, could be kept at the store until near Christmas.

On the night of December 23, I was at the back of the store and a series of customers came by with receipts to pick up their crap. I finally get to this giant dude who is posturing like a roided-up douche. I ask him for a receipt and he takes umbrage to store protocol. He drops a couple of f-bombs and makes a scene. The manager peeks out to assess the situation but he takes one look at the customer and literally runs back to his office.

Because I felt sorry for this piece of shit's kids, being so close to Christmas, I ask his last name to see if there is an invoice that matches the motorized car he claims to have purchased. He tells me his last name is Rhodes. After checking 50+ stored toys, I tell him there is no invoice with this name. He goes completely bananas. He begins by breathing through his nose like a horse and starts pressing up to me with his chest.

I calmly asked if beating-up a Toys ‘R Us worker was the best way to handle this situation - I was way past giving a fuck with this temp job. That did not go over well. At this point a wife/girlfriend stepped out of the car to intervene. No surprise she looked like someone who would bang a roided-up douche and someone who has: 1) caused lots of fights due to her choice of revealing attire; 2) had to cool-off this guy for flying off the handle on numerous occasions. I told them that I really wanted to help and asked if there was another name the invoice might have on it. Then the girlfriend gives me a different last name, Runnels, and, of course, there is the car right where it should be.

In the time it took for this to go down, there were a bunch of employees who had moved to the back to witness what was going on. After this dumbass left, one of my co-workers says, "I sold that car to him. That dude is a pro wrestler." He then explained that his name was "Goldust" but that he was also "Dusty Rhodes, Jr." or some shit like that. The whole story thing made very little sense to me. But I realized that I almost got the shit kicked out of me because some asshole was shopping under his fake wrestling name instead of the name that WAS ON HIS CREDIT CARD.


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Growing up in San Antonio, Shawn Michaels was always one of my favorite wrestlers. Even when he "turned heel" and kicked his then tag-partner through a glass window, I always liked him. He was from my town, I had to right?

What a god dammed dick he is/was/continues to be.

My first realization of his true colors was when I was 9 or 10: at the time my mom ran a bar, and I would go play pool and darts and do other stuff that a 10 year old might do in a bar (e.g. cause trouble). So one day I'm just playing darts, and Shawn Michaels comes into the bar! I immediately recognize him and tell my mom, "Hey that's my favorite wrestler! In your bar! That's so cool! does he come here all the time? Do you know him? Can I meet him?, etc" , just typical prr-pubescent stuff you might expect from a kid.

Well it turns out he was there to meet one of my mom's "regulars". They had apparently gone to high school together and were meeting up for a drink. As it turns out, the guy he met (let's call him 'Dave') was actually a family friend. So when 'Dave' got there to meet Shawn Michaels, he called me over to introduce me! Awesome! This is my big moment. The following is the basic dialogue that took all of about 30 seconds:

"Hey you're Shawn Michaels. You're my favorite wrestler."
"That's my wrestling name. Not my real name."
"Can I get your autograph?"
"If I sign 'Shawn Michaels' I have to charge you $10."
"I don't have $10. This is my mom's bar."
"Am I supposed to be impressed or something? Leave me alone, KID" (Heavy on the KID)

At this point I'm crushed, humiliated, and confused. I walk away with my tail in my legs not really realizing what all just happened, just that I didn't get my autograph, and Shawn Michaels was a big dickhead.

Many years later, when I got my first job, a friend of mine had a run-in with him also.

We were both (at the time) working at Whataburger. I was at a different store than my friend, but we both worked at the same place. We would frequently hang out, and being young, we would often talk about customers, experiences, or generalities of the job working at Whataburger. he told me the following story, that after my personal experience, I have no problem believing:

My friend was working the drive-thru at Whataburger when Shawn Michaels comes through and orders. When he gets to the window, my friend recognizes him and acknowledges that he realizes Shawn Michaels is in the drive-thru, (maybe he was gushing. I don't know, I wasn't there) but when he says "You're Shawn Michaels" I guess the other people in the store heard him, and came to see him at the window.

Well I guess this was the WRONG thing to do (dude, you're in your HOMETOWN, and you're at WHATABURGER and you're surprised people notice you?!?!) because he tells my friend "This is bullshit. Don't you need to make my food? I want to see your manager".

So my friend, who at this point, has barely taken his order is kind of like "WTF?".

So he gets his manager and Shawn Michaels proceeds to berate the entire staff to the manager: "All these kids are fucking off, they're not working, I've had to wait 10 minutes for my food, I shouldn't have to deal with this shit, I'm just a normal guy, blah blah blah".

He then suggests to the manager that he should get his food for free for all the hassle. The manager basically says, no, there hasn't been a hassle and there hasn't been anything wrong with his order. So my friend by this time, has his order ready to go and is standing behind his manager while Shawn Michaels continues to scream. He steps from behind, so that Shawn can see his food is ready and he says something like "It's about fucking time." Well my friend, (now growing tired of his shit I'm sure) says something like "you're a dick" and Shawn just stares at him and makes a motion with his hand to 'come-here' and says "I'm a celebrity and you work at Whataburger. Give me my food." and takes off.

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I used to work in the Toms River Mall for a few years. Sometimes they would have card collector conventions and what not in the middle of the mall. Virgil always showed up for these, although he was sans table. He would just walk around with a handful of photos and hope someone would recognize him so he could sell him a picture. The first two times I saw him I didn't think anything weird of it, as it was baseball cards the first time and the second time it included guys selling wrestling vhs tapes. But the third time I saw him in the mall, the mall was basically having a big flea market. The fourth time though was the kicker. Everyone was selling Beanie Babies, and there was Virgil, randomly walking around with his photos and a camera. I knew enough never to bother him, just because of that desperate look in his eyes.

UPDATE - R.Truth, Piper, DiBiase Sr., JoMo+Melina.


Back in April 2003, a friend of mine and I attended Monday Night Raw at Philips Arena in Atlanta. After the show, we were at a red light outside the arena when I noticed three black guys were going around talking to people stopped at lights looking like they were trying to sell stuff. We didn't think anything of it. At the next light, they came to our car. I rolled down the window and much to my surprise, the guy in the middle was current WWE wrestler R-Truth.

At the time, he was Ron "The Truth" Killings in TNA. He had wrestled briefly for the then-WWF from November 2000-February 2002. He asked us if we would be interested in buying his rap CD, which included a "controversial" track about how much Vince McMahon sucks. Not wanting to spend $10 on this, we told him we spent all our money at the arena. Visibly annoyed, he said, "All right then" and walked off. As he and his posse were walking off, I yelled at him, "Keep up the good work in TNA." He turned around and yelled back, "Fuck TNA".

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I was at Barney's Beanery in West Hollywood about 3 years ago, and a gentleman came walking in with a leather jacket and sunglasses on at 11:30pm. He was of middle-age, and he was accompanied by a younger couple. After glancing at him a couple more times I realized it was "Rowdy" Roddy Piper. I walked over and said, "Hot Rod! I'm a big fan."

His immediate response was to shake my hand and ask, "How's your family? How many kids you got?"

I said, "I'm too young for kids. I'm not even married." This triggered a life lesson on starting a family from him, and he did not disappoint.

"Good. Here's my advice: take your fucking time. I got a 19 year-old with a Mustang. You can HAVE him. I don't need him. Do you see this guy here (gesturing to the couple at his table)? That's my daughter and her boyfriend. He'll be dead by sundown. He doesn't even know what's coming!"

I laughed at being invited inside Piper's Pit for about 30 seconds, and went about my evening. It's still my favorite celebrity encounter after six years in Los Angeles.

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In the mid '90s, my family and I were on a flight to Jackson, Miss. It was the tail-end of a vacation so I slept for almost the entire trip. As we land, my father makes a comment about someone he recognizes sitting in first class, but I'm zonked out and hardly pay attention. He then says, "Oh, you're gonna love this." I look up at him from my resting position and notice a smirk. I glance down the aisle but don't see anything out of the ordinary. Right before the plane comes to a complete stop, the captain says over the intercom (paraphrasing) "Ladies and gentleman, thank you for flying with us today, blah blah blah, and before we go, we have a special message from one of our passengers."

At that moment, one of the most unmistakable voices in all of wrestling came over the loudspeakers.

"This is the Million Dollar Man, Ted DiBiase wishing you a safe journey..." and by that point I'd stopped listening and tried to run to the front of the plane. Unfortunately, my father held me back, saying we had to wait our turn. When I'm finally able to exit the plane, the Million Dollar Man is long gone. Despite the potential for an Amber Alert, I bolted to the baggage claim and waited for my favorite heel to arrive. He never did. Pretty disappointed.

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I had heard that in North Charleston the parking garage was always the easiest place to meet wrestlers because it was the only way into the arena. My friends and I got there early in hopes of meeting our favorite wrestlers. Three fresh stars made their way over to sign autographs. They were Johnny Nitro (later John Morrison), Joey Mercury, and Melina. They immediately walked over to the fans. Then John was like "Who wants an autograph!" To which of course everybody cheered. They walk up to the smallest girl there, she was probably about 3-4 years old, ask her what her name is and take her marker from her. Just as they go to sign the autograph... John takes the marker and throws it across the parking lot and yells "Go fetch!" It was the greatest thing I've seen in my life.

Two years later, I parked next to him (inadvertently) at the parking garage. I saw him getting out and I was like "Hey John, can I get a quick autograph?" He looks at me stunned and goes "Sure, I'll give you a verbal autograph. From John Morrison to you." I laugh about it and then asked for a REAL autograph to which he said "Go get Jeff Hardy's autograph."


Full article -
http://deadspin.com/5917834/goldust-stays-in-character-at-toys-r-us-more-wrestler-run+ins
 

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Wow, Goldust is/was a roided up douchebag?

And Shawn is a dick, has been confirmed before me thinks.
 

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It is funny that is the wrestling world Goldust/Dustin Rhodes is seen as chubby and not having an impressive body by any means. But in the real world, he's still a big tall guy and would be very intimidating.

I'm always very weary of believing random stories like these, but given the wrestlers involved, all of them are plausible.
 

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I met the Godfather at a zoo in Las Vegas before, he was there with a chick that looked like a hoe (ironic, isn't it), I talked to him for like 30 seconds, I don't even remember what I said, I shook his hand, I could tell he probably didn't like being bothered in public so I let him be and was on my way.

I also saw Virgil at a mall I was at... it was kind of weird, he had a tape playing of some of his past achievements, nothing from WCW really, and most of the stuff was of him with the million dollar man, kind of made me feel bad because his claim to fame was being a lackey for Ted Debiase. Anyways, me and a buddy talked to him for a bit, I've heard stories of him being a dick in the past but he was a nice dude, pressured me and my buddy into buying autographs by taking pictures with us first (he put me in the million dollar dream for my picture). Overall, not a bad guy, just seemed like a weird living going from mall to mall for 12 hours a day and hoping a wrestling fan or 2 may spot you - I heard the guy had a degree in math, why couldn't he get a job doing that? lol
 

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Oops. Close this then. Lol @ mods slacking, this one has been up for 2 days. :p
Edit: You dont have the updated ones. Include them in your thread please.
 

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Fun stories, thanks for sharing. HBK's douchebag rep seems to be more and more solidified with every oncoming story.
 

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Meeting wrestlers is always such a gamble. WWE wrestlers, anyway. They go from city to city, week by week, so it's no big deal to them if they leave someone disappointed because hey, they're 500 miles away within hours, so who cares, right?

The problem is that meeting someone famous can greatly alter a fan's view on that person, whether positive or negative. I had an incredibly disappointing "experience" trying to get a photo with CM Punk last August, just a few days after Summerslam. I know Punk has one of the worst reputations as far as fan interactions go outside the shows, but it was still embarrassing and I actually hated Punk for a little while afterward. Like I said, the experience can make or break your fandom for someone!

I didn't grow up in Philadelphia, but I doubt that the original ECW roster was like that, since they depended on that city's fanbase for years.
 

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That Piper story is pretty hilarious, hope it's true. Most of these sound pretty plausible, the main one I doubted was the R-Truth story but then it was April 2003 and TNA can't have been paying him that much so it's not totally out of the question.
 

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During a promotion thingy before WWF Rebellion in 2001 (Manchester UK), I was psyched to meet Jericho, Rock, Scotty2Hotty (amongst others, ALL awesome). The best thing was the injured Chris Benoit also being there just as a meet and greet kinda guy, not really getting involved in posing or anything (understandable given the seriousness of his injury, but just being there must've been a bit of a stress for him in that state). Have to say, he was brilliant. No idea what I said to him or vice versa but I chatted to him for around 10 or 15mins. A little harrowing looking back. Hate the murderer, but I'll forever fondly remember the wrestler.
 
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