I almost ran into him with my stroller when I was nannying. I turned down a street to get out a snack for the munchkin and then realized no one else was on the block and there were tons and tons of trailers. I quicklly got the snack out, handed it to the munchkin and started to turn down the block. As I did so, I almost ran smack dab into Matt Bomer. I did a double take and said sorry, as he skillfully avoided my stroller. A girl with a headset was escorting him and she looked back at me and nodded as if to say, "yes, it's really him."
This couple was running in central park together, again, another near disaster with my stroller, we almost crashed into each other as we came around a bend. The stopped, and said, "oh what a cutie." and then continued on their way.
He was walking with his two daughters, me, again with my stroller, was walking around Times Square and we crossed paths. I wanted to ask for his autograph, but I figured that was inappropriate.
I've seen him three times. I think he lives on my block. I've seen him running and then twice at the Starbucks by my apartment.
He was standing outside of Urban Outfitters talking on his cell phone.
It was ironic when I saw her with my roommate because we were actually talking about spotting famous people in the city and my roommate just stops talking. I look up to see what/who she is staring at and then I see "Miranda" standing on the sidewalk talking with three other moms in front of a playground.
I got off the train on my way home, and I look up in time to see this man pass by me in a hurry. The people in front of me have stopped and are gaping at the man that just passed me. I did a double take as well and walked right up to them and say, "was that..." "Yeah." And that was it. I just laughed and kept walking home.
Oh New York, sometimes you astound me.
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