I used to work in Astoria, Queens and went to the same restaurant at least twice a week near that office for lunch. One day, I went for my meal and Fat Joe and a group of guys were there and pretty much had the place closed down. He noticed I walked in and I was told to leave. The server apparently told him I’m a regular. Hearing that, I heard him say “I don’t want to ruin his day” and let me sit at my usual spot at the bar. If I remember correctly he also paid for either part or all of my meal.
I tried to give him some space and didn’t pester for a photo or an autograph, but I do remember thinking he’s a good dude.
Unrelated, but Fat Joe was a super nice guy when I met him in person. My high school band was invited to do a concert at Carnegie hall. We were waiting outside out back before we got set up. A Range Rover drives by, circles the block, and comes back around. Fat Joe hops out of the car, asked if we were all about to perform, and stayed and chatted with us for like ten minutes. He couldn't have been a nicer person. He told us to keep the music alive, hopped in his car, and drove away. A day or two later we were all in the airport heading home. Who do we run into again but Fat Joe (and his matching designer luggage). He recognized our group, came up to us again, and asked us how the concert was. 10/10 nice dude.
ster1ing on October 17th, 2024 at 22:58 UTC »
Normally he leans back
This time he stepped up
vtzan on October 17th, 2024 at 23:21 UTC »
I used to work in Astoria, Queens and went to the same restaurant at least twice a week near that office for lunch. One day, I went for my meal and Fat Joe and a group of guys were there and pretty much had the place closed down. He noticed I walked in and I was told to leave. The server apparently told him I’m a regular. Hearing that, I heard him say “I don’t want to ruin his day” and let me sit at my usual spot at the bar. If I remember correctly he also paid for either part or all of my meal.
I tried to give him some space and didn’t pester for a photo or an autograph, but I do remember thinking he’s a good dude.
this_is_not_the_cia on October 17th, 2024 at 23:39 UTC »
Unrelated, but Fat Joe was a super nice guy when I met him in person. My high school band was invited to do a concert at Carnegie hall. We were waiting outside out back before we got set up. A Range Rover drives by, circles the block, and comes back around. Fat Joe hops out of the car, asked if we were all about to perform, and stayed and chatted with us for like ten minutes. He couldn't have been a nicer person. He told us to keep the music alive, hopped in his car, and drove away. A day or two later we were all in the airport heading home. Who do we run into again but Fat Joe (and his matching designer luggage). He recognized our group, came up to us again, and asked us how the concert was. 10/10 nice dude.