When I was 16, Michael Buble let my friend and me stay in his suite at the Penninsula in Chicago. We went to visit with our friend who lived in the city. At one point we wanted to explore downtown, which is old news to someone who lives there. He decided to go home and pick us up later in front of that hotel. We waited for hours and hours and he never came so we were essentially alone in the city with no navigational abilities or money.
Michael Buble walked out of the hotel and asked what we were doing bc he noticed us sitting there hours earlier. After hearing the story, he told us we could stay in his hotel room (which he was planning on checking out of), ordered us room service, and let us call our families. This was about 9 years ago before he was a big name.
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