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I ran into him at Woolworths back in 1984. Seemed like a nice fella but he hissed at me when he saw me staring... No wonder he wrote Shoplifters of the World, if you know what I mean!
I bumped into him in Glasgow once in 1995. He spat on me and started crying
I met Steven on Martha’s Vineyard, that’s in Massachusetts. I was kinda scared because they showed me this huge shark! with huge jaws! It was fake, but still scary, very scary I was very young at the time of course, just a child, didn’t know or care who Steven was, but he looked important I guess.
Uh huh.
If this is actually true, it's a great story. Thanks for sharing.I met him in 2008 at my work. I still can’t believe I approached him. He was alone and shopping, and I walked up to his side and said something along the lines of morrissey I’m sorry to bother you but I just have to tell you how much your music means to me...yadda yadda. I was obviously trembling and speaking pretty softly as I was not prepared for this! But he was really gracious. With every word I said he bowed his head earnestly and said thank you. I showed him my moz tattoo and I asked him to sign a copy of something which he did and I I think my choice impressed him? He seemed impressed. Physically, he was much bigger than I imagined. His chest is quite broad, and he was a bit taller than I imagined too. Very handsome and present. He was patient and genuine. It was pretty awesome. I ended it by saying, “well I’m not gonna bother you any longer”, and then sprinted away straight to the bathroom where I proceeded to break down in sobs. Haha. A perfect meeting.