I have a friend who just published a fairly high profile paper. He's had a few different reporters request interviews with him about it. I dropped by his office the other day to say hi, and he was waiting for one of these reporters to arrive. He and I chatted for a few minutes, then the reporter and cameraman showed up.
I got up to leave. The cameraman said, "We don't want to run you off. Go ahead and have a seat."
"That's okay. I should probably get back to work anyway."
My friend at least took the time to introduce me to the cameraman and the reporter*.
She shook my hand and said, "It's nice to meet you. You know, for some reason you look really familiar to me. Have we met before?"
I shook my head no and said, "It's probably just because I look like Bill Clinton," then I walked out the door.
Let her report about meeting Bill Clinton's love child.
*She was hot, by the way. I should've stuck around for the interview.