My sister and I were having dinner with our parents at the Grove in LA today. We were at an italian restaurant when I saw my little sister's eyes ball up and stare at someone behind me. I turned around and saw Rihanna walk in with two women and a kid.
Now, side-note: My sister is a huge fan of Rihanna. No...huge would be an understatement. Her walls are covered with her pictures, her music is all Rihanna's, and all her elementary school binders have Rihanna stickers and tags on them. She's managed to go to one of her performances, too, which was probably the happiest day of her life.
Now back to the restaurant. My sister literally began to shake because she was so nervous. After contemplating back and forth with my parents, she finally convinced herself to go and ask Rihanna for her autograph. My parents even left because they didn't want my sister to freak out so much. After a good 25 minutes of waiting for Rihanna to get off her phone, we kindly approached her table, and I swear to you my sister's eyes were almost getting teary.
So my sister gathered all the courage she could and told her how much she loves her and appreciates her work, and that she's a huge fan. She also mentioned how she hopes to become a singer like her one day. And finally, my little sis asked for her autograph.
Do you guys wanna know what she said?
"No honey, I'm in the middle of eating my dinner."
What a bitch. I don't think I've seen my sister this depressed in years.