I felt awful

I ran into Bruno Mars filling up his Jag at the gas station across the street from my mom's house in Honolulu. Apparently he lives in the same neighborhood, and has close friends who live two doors down. I kind of word-vomited that I'm not really a fan of his music but my little sister adores him. I felt awful for saying it, but he just laughed and said he didn't mind, he's just always glad to be recognized. I've seen him driving around a few times since then.