Back in the summer of '98 or '99, I was in my hotel in Manhattan, trying to finish reading a deposition transcript on my way to my office. Standing in front of the elevator, waiting, I was reading, and writing, reading, highlighting, completely absorbed when the "ding!" announced that the elevator had arrived. The doors slid open and directly in front of me, blocking the door, were two extremely tall and extremely built gentlemen blocking the door. I glanced up enough to see past their legs to see that there was a lot of space in the elevator. There was only one other man on the elevator and he was toward the back right corner. But those two guys wouldn't let me on!

I, being oblivious to the world, said to myself, "WTF?" and coolly and confidently, and without a hint of a "flinch" stepped forward between them, politely excusing myself as they had to move. I turn around to face the front, still reading my transcript. The elevator was silent until the tension was broken by a loud (almost shocking) "CLICK!" that came from the third gentleman on the elevator. He was shorter than I am and standing to my left. My brain perked up and in my peripheral vision I could see that he was holding a small child, and then another "CLICK!". He was "clucking" his tongue at his child, and then the child would "cluck" back. The man's tongue "clucks" truly were extremely loud.

As I realized what a touching moment this really was, I felt like a heel for thinking the thoughts that ran through my head. I looked at the man, smiled, and when we exchanged smiles I realized that it was Arnold Schwarzenegger and his son! The two men were his bodyguards! When I realized I pushed past the Terminator's bodyguards (and how tough do you have to be to qualify to be the bodyguard of the former Mr. Universe and three-time Terminator?), I gave a chuckle. The doors opened on the ground floor and we all walked out into the street and went our separate ways.