Sometimes I do stuff like jump to conclusions, or expect too much of people in a situation, or stick around way past my welcome, and I muse that when I get famous, people will say, “He did all these great things, but in everyday life, he was a pretty crappy person.”

Other times I do stuff like give rides home to near-strangers, or help people pick up stuff that they’ve dropped, or not call someone out when they’ve deeply offended me. Then, I imagine that people would say, “You know, for a famous guy, he was a pretty decent person, too.”

And sometimes, I’m afraid that when I get famous, my accent will change. That really really worries me.