Lessons from Cra-Z-Con: The Lesson on Human Decency

Another Cra-Z-Con goes by and more lessons are learned. But first, a little background.

Some of you may be familiar with my previous Cra-Z-Con stories. Truly, one of the most chill conventions around. (If not, hopefully some kind soul will take pity on me and link in comments. Stuck on mobile and a busy night). One of the positives is that of Access. Due to a certain combination of celestial alignments and reputation, the celebs can often be found cheerfully mingling with hotel guests in our Watering Hole. The hotel guests always seemed to understand the difference between a respectful word and being boorish or, in essence, an asshole...

That was until the last one ...

One of the celebs (who was completely exhausted due to travel and health issues) was attempting to have a quick, quiet lunch. We did our part by seating them in an alcove where they'd be unnoticed. It worked... too well

Enter,... Let's call her DB (feel free to guess what it stands for. You're probably right). Like some trailer park tabloid gossip blogger, she starts to (very loudly and drunkenly) hold court as an expert on said celebrity by making snarky comments about appearance and rumors, treating internet rumors as gospel, and generally being a scummy person.

The good news is that staff were on point and, after reasonable methods failed, DB was punted from property. The bad news is that the celebrity, who was a very sweet person, was so embarrassed that they retreated to their room for the night instead of having fun with the rest of us.

Ladies, Gents, and everyone else who haven't declared similar grouping terms yet, this is why we can't have nice things. Being a decent human costs nothing....

EDIT: I linked the first Cra-Z-Con story below...

Next time: Saved by the Super Hero's Sidekick...