Last night, a homeless guy walked into Walgreens towards the end of my shift with some battered luggage. He put the old luggage aside. He had long white hair and a long white beard. As I'm looking the guy over, I see he's got solid gold rings on several fingers on both hands. Gold rings!! Then looking over his clothes; they're old, disheveled, slept-in but they're good quality clothes, especially the scuffed-up boots he's wearing. They're not Salvation Army clothes. His luggage is old but good quality.
Then I look at his face.
It's Nick Nolte.
I whisper, "Hey, you're Nick Nolte, aren't you?"
He says, in his famous gruff, "Oh, be cool. I just off Greyhound and nobody recognized me."
True story.
I swear on my life.
He let me take his picture. It's on my cell phone.
Nolte wasn't drunk. He was very nice but seemed that he wanted to be incognito for some reason.
Best celebrity story I got.
I told him that 'North Dallas 40' is an underrated movie.
Published on August 29, 2013 12:57