In light of this week's Glee episode, I decided to post this story.
A couple years ago, my husband boarded a plane for a business trip to Atlanta. It was nothing new, since he works for a company headquartered in Georgia, and goes there quite frequently.
On this day, however, the flight was delayed. After sitting on the plane for nearly an hour, people were getting understandably restless. That was when a young boy went up to the flight attendant and explained that he was traveling to Georgia to meet with Usher and possibly sign a recording contract, and would they mind if he sang for everyone?
So the flight attendant handed over the intercom, and the boy proceeded to serenade the plane with Chris Brown's "With You". My husband reported that he was clearly talented, but wasn't sure if he believed the whole story about going to Georgia to meet with Usher. I mean, what are the odds that you've just been serenaded on a plane by a future music superstar?
When my husband got home, he found some videos of the boy on You Tube, once again singing "With You". I agreed he was adorable and that he had a very nice voice, but didn't give it much thought.
Little did either of us know that years later, we would be watching an entire episode of Glee dedicated to his music, his hair, and his hoodies. That's right folks, the kid on the plane was none other than:
Justin Bieber. The Biebs. Ignitor of Bieber Fever. So did my husband get his autograph that day?
Baby, Baby, Baby Noooooo.... Ahem. I mean, no. But it's probably better that he didn't, at least for the Biebs. Because knowing our luck, if we had gotten his John Hancock, it would have been the kiss of death for his career.
Every time we see this kid's face on a magazine, or hear his songs on the radio, or see the commercial for his freaking movie, we have to laugh about the kid on the plane. But everyone has to start somewhere, right?
Moral of the story: Be very nice to your neighbor the next time you fly. And if he gets up and sings, get his autograph just in case!