It seems that famous people tend to visit San Francisco. A few weeks ago I was at a party and I saw Al Gore. I walked past him, nodding my head “yo, what’s up.” He nodded his head back at me, “my nigga.” The man was lookin’ sharp.
And just now, the ladies of our office came back making satisfied moaning sounds because they had met Dave Chappelle, who is having coffee at the Peet’s down the block.
I respect both men, but aside from the amusement factor, I’ll let others mob them.
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Ward
Man, I always miss out, this was my neighborhood Peets when my office was at 575 market. So my office moves and a month later Dave Chappele is pickin’ up his Joe there. How’s that for crappy luck?
Ward
I did however see Uber-Chef Anthony Bourdain smoking a butt out in front of Neeto’s.
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