daisy124: PAUL: “Of course we’re known in the restaurants we go in.” GEORGE: “And usually it’s only Americans that’ll bother you.” INTERVIEWER: “Really?” GEORGE: “Really. If we go into a restaurant in London, there’s always going to be a couple of them eating there; you just tell the waiter to hold them off if they try to come over. If they come over anyway you just sign.” RINGO: “But you know, the restaurants I go to, probably if I wasn’t famous I wouldn’t go to them. Even if I had the same money and wasn’t famous I wouldn’t go to them, because the people that go to them are drags. The good thing when you go to a place where the people are such drags, such snobs, you see, is that they won’t bother to come over to your table. They pretend they don’t even know who you are, and you get away with an easy night.” GEORGE: “And they think they are laughing at us, but really we’re laughing at them… ‘cuz we know they know who we are.” RINGO: “How’s that?” GEORGE: “They’re not going to be like the rest and ask for autographs.” RINGO: “And if they do, we just swear at them.” GEORGE: “Well, I don’t, Beatle people. I sign the autograph and thank them profusely for coming over, and offer them a piece of my chop.” JOHN: “If we’re in the middle of a meal, I usually say, ‘Do you mind waiting till I’m finished?’” GEORGE: “And then we keep eating until they give up and leave.” JOHN: “That’s not true, Beatle people!”

daisy124:

PAUL: “Of course we’re known in the restaurants we go in.”

GEORGE: “And usually it’s only Americans that’ll bother you.”

INTERVIEWER: “Really?”

GEORGE: “Really. If we go into a restaurant in London, there’s always going to be a couple of them eating there; you just tell the waiter to hold them off if they try to come over. If they come over anyway you just sign.”

RINGO: “But you know, the restaurants I go to, probably if I wasn’t famous I wouldn’t go to them. Even if I had the same money and wasn’t famous I wouldn’t go to them, because the people that go to them are drags. The good thing when you go to a place where the people are such drags, such snobs, you see, is that they won’t bother to come over to your table. They pretend they don’t even know who you are, and you get away with an easy night.”

GEORGE: “And they think they are laughing at us, but really we’re laughing at them… ‘cuz we know they know who we are.”

RINGO: “How’s that?”

GEORGE: “They’re not going to be like the rest and ask for autographs.”

RINGO: “And if they do, we just swear at them.”

GEORGE: “Well, I don’t, Beatle people. I sign the autograph and thank them profusely for coming over, and offer them a piece of my chop.”

JOHN: “If we’re in the middle of a meal, I usually say, ‘Do you mind waiting till I’m finished?’”

GEORGE: “And then we keep eating until they give up and leave.”

JOHN: “That’s not true, Beatle people!”

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