Not that anyone would care. And not that I've watched any late-night television in the last ten years or so, but I was reading on-line news headlines about the nasty exchanges he's been having and I have a little story that I think illustrates his character perfectly.
Two summers ago I was driving to meet my husband at my in-law's home in Beverly Hills. There's a small mountain pass (Coldwater Canyon) that takes you from the 101 freeway in Studio City over to Beverly Hills. After the last traffic light, the two lanes of traffic merge into one. Here I was, in my mom minivan, with two little kids inside, plodding through the intersection. After the road had already gone down to one lane, I hear a massive engine revving behind me. It got louder and louder, and I realized it was getting closer. I looked to my right and saw a car pushing past me, shoving me into the lane of oncoming traffic. As I swerved over (thankfully no one was coming straight at me), I looked next to me to see who the jerk was that was trying to kill my children. It was Jay Leno. He was driving a convertible, so it was clear who it was.
For some reason, since then, I've never found him funny.
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Wow Brittany. That is awful! Seriously! Glad you made it out alive. At least you got to see a famous person.
Well, to do the celebrity world justice, I've seen quite a few of them while we're down there in the summer, and Jay Leno is the only one who's been rude. George Michael even opened the door at the bank for me and my stroller!
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