I was in a large, old, unpainted frame house where I was staying. My father was also there, as well as several guests spending a few days. I was surprised to learn Jerry Seinfeld would also be staying a few nights, and as I was standing in front of the house, I mentioned to someone that since I had seen Seinfeld on his television shows, it almost seemed as if I knew him. I said I bet it often occurred that when Seinfeld met a new person, that person had somewhat of an advantage over Seinfeld because the person would already know quite a bit about Seinfeld, but Seinfeld would know nothing about the person.

As I talked, I realized Seinfeld had pulled up and had been listening to part of what I had said. He was sitting up high in the back of an old jalopy something like seen in the television series "The Beverly Hillbillies." My father was standing next to the car and introduced himself to Seinfeld. Seinfeld then looked at me, and obviously having picked up on what I had been saying, said, "Do I know you? Do I know you?"

I laughed and introduced myself, saying, "I'm Steve Collier."

We shook hands as Seinfeld stepped out of the car, but he seemed to have little time to concern himself with me, and he quickly marched into the house and up the creaky stairs inside. As he passed across the inside balcony, I could see the boards of the balcony shift a little. I immediately thought what I was seeing was part of an episode of one of his television shows. I could see the plot involved his falling through the balcony, and I began thinking of how the episode would go.

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