Things are coming right along and progress is being made. No more do I agonize over missing my subway stop – I know exactly which one it is. No more do I worry about having to call someone by name before I know it – I’ve learned nearly every name. And no more do I dread using the bathroom – I’ve found the most private one in all of Rockefeller Center.

I’ve never been the kind of guy to give the cold shoulder to anyone, but it happened yesterday. By accident, I swear. I was running around passing out some scripts. My eyes were down at the list of names of people meant to receive them, and my head was all over the place trying to remember if the makeup room is across from wardrobe, next to the sound effects booth, or on a different floor entirely.

While I’m poring over my list of names, I see a large freakish blur strolls past me out of the corner of my eye. I simultaneously hear something that might kind of sound like, “Hey, how’s it going?” but it also might be the combined din of the people in the hallway. I decide to ignore it. As I turn around, I see the back of an impossibly tall person.

“Is that a human or a large talking bird?” I thought.

The giant turns his head back towards me. It’s Conan. At this point it all sinks in – he had walked by, said, “Hey, how’s it going?” and walked on while I completely ignored him.

I started thinking about my options. He’s far down the hall from me at this point, and still walking away. Do I shout at the necessary volume, “Fine. How about you?” Or do I run after him, tap him on the shoulder while he’s walking, and say it?

He disappeared around the corner before I had a plan. I had just given him the cold shoulder, and I’m sure it completely ruined his day.