As I was walking out of a conference today above Vincenzos, I almost ran headfirst into a guy. I said excuse me and he said excuse me, and I got down six or seven steps and thought..... That's Papa John!!!
Papa John Schnatter. Looks like the guy in the commercials, only younger. I wish I'd have asked for his autograph or said, "Love your pizza." Why, I'm not sure. I wondered if he thought, "did that guy know who I am?" or did he even care. Some parts of being relatively well known must really be a drag.
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