Sunday, May 02, 2010

My intersection with the Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous

One fun memory of our recently-completed European Vacation. . .

Following a trip to Buckingham Palace to watch the Changing of the Guard, and a mosey over past 165 Eaton Place (anybody know why that's important?), we made it to Harrods. Wow. Lots of . . . everything. Lots of Turkish Delight. Lots of cheese. Lots of $8000 clocks. Lots of toys for the kids. An opera singer in the escalator. An opera singer making pizza. It was a little bit of overload to my tired mind. But we headed upstairs to grab a quiet moment of tea and scones and sandwiches. Which was very nice.

About the time we were finished, I noticed a man standing off to our right. He had That Look. The rigid backbone, the dark suit, the piercing gaze, the wire heading up toward the hidden earpiece. Like secret service or something.

That piqued our attention. Especially when, upon further examination, we realized there were 3 or 4 of these guys around the room. "Wonder what's going on?" I asked myself. Perhaps the queen was stopping by for tea? Or is Harrod's so swank that they hire security guards just to watch over their tea room.

But then a nice-looking older gentleman entered the room, and the security swarmed to him. Our waiter told us "That's Mohammed Al Fayed, the owner of Harrods." Yes, That Mohammed Al Fayed. One of the richest men in the world, and father of Dodi Al Fayed, the man dating, and killed alongside of, Princess Di.

He strolled across the room and was heading out when he glanced our way. Clara and Olivia waved to him. He said something to his security detail, and waved us over. He said hello to our girls, asked them a few questions, and gave them each a kiss and a sucker. He gave the wife a kiss on her hand. He told us we had beautiful children and should keep making them. Then he handed me something and said "this will help later tonight." It looked like a breath mint.

With a twinkle in his eye, he said "It's a viagra."

So there you go. One of the richest men in the world gave me a viagra pill.

It's still in the medicine cabinet, by the way.

5 comments:

gstante said...

so you went through customs with a prescription medication that was not prescribed to you? interesting...

Anonymous said...

You could sell it on EBay! (Susan)

Anonymous said...

http://news.yahoo.com/s/time/20100508/wl_time/08599198802900

Lori said...

Save it for old age!

Anonymous said...

If you haven't heard...a New York animal shelter is trying to help a dog owner by collecting blue "gifts" from people to save a dog at their facility.

I also learned that Harrods motto happens to be Omnia Omnibus Ubique—All Things for All People, Everywhere.

I'm thinking your blue "gift" was helping to extend that store's interesting motto. ;-)

And yes I fully admit it. My attempt at humor is suspect but these two things made me laugh.

The world as we know it is definitely a strange place.