lest you think i mean the forever-awesome bruce springsteen (who probably does not shop at balducci's on the uws, as i think he has some kind of working-man's palace in jersey), i actually "who's the boss"'s TONY DANZA. i feel like tony danza is a punchline, not a famous person buying fancy cake and overpriced produce that you happen to be behind in line. what's funny is that i walked up behind him and thought "that man looks vaguely familiar--he looks like tony danza! but no, he's too short to be tony danza" (who is absolutely one of those people referred to only by first and last name, never as simply "tony".) i also thought he looked too young to be tony danza. i actually have no idea how old tony danza is, but i think he's probably kind of old, and he looked maybe 40 at the oldest in person. really tan and fit. and beautiful eyes, which i find really strange. (i am not a girl who moons over tony danza's dreamy eyes, usually.) anyways, the cashier was like "is that--" and i said "i know right?! i think it's tony danza!" and she said yes, yes it was.
this filled me with an odd sort of glee, as i trudged back to work. i don't really care about tony danza or his work or his life, but i take a silly sort of pleasure in the fact that we shop at the same gourmet market on occasion.
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