Imagine Susan Dey saying this today, 20 years after seeing you: “I was visiting a friend in California, in ‘94, and we saw Rabid Ralph at the Johnny Rockets burger store in some town. He was dressed in jeans and a T-shirt like everyone else and trying to blend in.”
When you switch it around like that, you can imagine what it must be like to be a celebrity (even a low-watt celebrity), and how hard it must be to even think about going and getting a burger at Johnny Rockets. You would know that everyone will remember you, what you were wearing, how you looked, if your hair was uncombed and you weren’t wearing makeup... even 20 years down the road...
What a tremendous burden for celebrities and former celebrities to carry around every single day.
Not fair, but that’s what it’s like being famous—yes, it was a trade-off they made.
I guess I don’t really feel sorry for them, I just empathize with their massive burden... not much fun.
Yeah, I thought about that as I recognized her and I still think about it. Nobody bothered her so I’m sure she was happy about that. It’s amazing that more of them don’t end up being recluses like Elvis. BTW, Susan Dey does not need makeup.