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Story time with Mickey Rourke
DerekJohnson
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In Mickey's early days in New York, he worked many jobs, including working a pretzel cart. There was an elite restaurant that he would hang around. He would often have to wait over an hour just to get a table.
A few years later, Mickey had become famous as an actor. He didn't have to wait for a table anymore. He came in one night and pointed to a prime table and said "I want that table." Mickey took a seat and was served a drink and ordered his meal.
Suddenly, the owner came over and whispered, "Mickey. The Prince of Saudi Arabia is here and he wants this table. Can you please move to another table?"
Mickey says, "Listen. You go tell the Prince of Saudi Arabia to go fuck himself."
The owner says "Why do you have to be that way?"
Mickey said, "Because I used to have to push a pretzel cart 42 blocks in the fucking snow. And now that I'm here I ain't movin'."
A few years later, Mickey had become famous as an actor. He didn't have to wait for a table anymore. He came in one night and pointed to a prime table and said "I want that table." Mickey took a seat and was served a drink and ordered his meal.
Suddenly, the owner came over and whispered, "Mickey. The Prince of Saudi Arabia is here and he wants this table. Can you please move to another table?"
Mickey says, "Listen. You go tell the Prince of Saudi Arabia to go fuck himself."
The owner says "Why do you have to be that way?"
Mickey said, "Because I used to have to push a pretzel cart 42 blocks in the fucking snow. And now that I'm here I ain't movin'."