I've met my fair share, from "just famous in France" to "I'm a freaking bigshot worldwide", mostly through work when I was at the airport. I've never been impressed, and it drove my colleagues crazy, but like @toothless , I just see them as just people. The funny thing is, because I wouldn't turn into a hysteric fan who tries to take a selfie on the job or hassle them for an autograph, most of the times if I was on duty & there was a major celebrity, I'd be the one assigned to assisting them (which would drive the aforementioned colleagues even more crazy).
So I have funny stories from the day Colin Farrel showed up and was almost ignored because they had him confused with Pharrell Williams (I mean, I don't recognize faces, and even I wouldn't mess up that one), or Pharrell Williams (seems he eventually made it to our check-in area) serenading the airport McDonald's cashier for a BigMac (they are not served before a certain hour here, and he was 4 hours early), to less cool stories of Kiefer Sutherland throwing his passport at my face because I had the nerve to ask for a green card, or having to deal with the collective bad mood of the New York Knicks the night after they'd lost to the Timberwolves. Nothing as fun as @Questella convincing that guy to go to a strip club, though.
As a teen, I did get autographs from about 10 gymnasts at an event, and that was very important because gymnastics were my super special interest at the time.
So I have funny stories from the day Colin Farrel showed up and was almost ignored because they had him confused with Pharrell Williams (I mean, I don't recognize faces, and even I wouldn't mess up that one), or Pharrell Williams (seems he eventually made it to our check-in area) serenading the airport McDonald's cashier for a BigMac (they are not served before a certain hour here, and he was 4 hours early), to less cool stories of Kiefer Sutherland throwing his passport at my face because I had the nerve to ask for a green card, or having to deal with the collective bad mood of the New York Knicks the night after they'd lost to the Timberwolves. Nothing as fun as @Questella convincing that guy to go to a strip club, though.
As a teen, I did get autographs from about 10 gymnasts at an event, and that was very important because gymnastics were my super special interest at the time.