It's about being in the right place at the right time, the stars aligned in your favor, your lucky pennies in your loafers, etc., etc.
And so it was when Haglund was cutting through Lincoln Center during the lunch hour, he observed Italian tenor Vittorio Grigolo sitting in the gift shop at the Met autographing his new CD. What? The CD is only $14? What? There are only 50 people in line waiting to have him sign their jackets?
Haglund slapped his cold, hard earned cash down in front of the tall, cool blond with her nose up in the air who was manning the cashier's station and skipped to the end of the line - to wait and wait and wait.
Finally Haglund was two places from the front of the line when he saw the gorgeous Vittorio run prestissimo by the line toward the back of the shop. "Wait a minute!" the linees yelped. Vittorio turned around and yelped back, "I have to use the bathroom." "Okay," said the linees. It seems even opera singers have to, too.
Five minutes passed. Ten minutes passed. Several more minutes passed. All of a sudden Vittorio came running back, looking relieved and relaxed, and took his seat at the table to sign and smile, sign and smile, sign and smile. He even drew a smiley face on Haglund's CD.
And yes, he does look like this:
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