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I met Tiger Woods while cave diving in Florida. Seemed like an okay guy. We were in and out of the same caves and dive shops around the same time for the whole weekend. Everywhere I went I heard "Do you know who's here?" There were people basically stalking him. Beginning of the weekend (when I first met him) he seemed pretty happy. By the end of the weekend he wouldn't even get out of his car (Buick Rendevous of course). His buddy ended up doing all the work of getting tank fills and all because people were constantly on him. I actually felt bad for him.
I was on the same flight as Brian McKnight. I was stopped by security to go through my bags on the ramp to the plane when another security guard came running to the gate to tell the one's that were supposed to be checking my bag that Brian McKnight just walked by. They proceeded to run down the ramp to try to get a glimpse and never checked my carry on. Pretty funny actually.
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