My conversation with Tony Danza

In the scheme of all things popcrazy, this is probably not very high up on the list of amazing celebrity encounters, but I thought it was worth mentioning nonetheless.

So, I'm covering the phones for a VP of Development, whose assistant stepped away from the desk to go to the bathroom. The phone rings. I pick up. A very congested and very New Yawk voice launches into the following:

TONY:
It's Tony.

ME:
Hi Tony.

TONY:
Oh my God, I am so sorry! Can you please tell _______ I am so sorry about yesterday. I'm sick as a dog here.

Suddenly, I remembered that Tony Danza had stood up this VP yesterday for lunch and I realized who the hell I was talking to.

ME:
Oh sure. I'll let her know.

TONY:
And make sure to let her know I'll be sending flowers--you know, all that good bullshit.

ME:
Sure thing. (A pause.) Feel better.

TONY:
Thanks, kid.

Can you guys believe how close to Judith Light I was at that moment? Goosebumps, kid. Goosebumps.