This New York Times article on 50 Cent’s life in the sleepy suburb of Farmington, Conn., is quite wry -
But a cook at China Palace said Mr. Jackson could save 10 percent on any order over $30…
Ah, the privileges of fame… 10% off Chinese takeout!
For the party, Mr. Jackson ordered more than $5,000 worth of liquor, including “a lot of Baccardi,” according to the owner of a Farmington liquor store who spoke on the condition of anonymity “to protect his privacy.”
Sipping Bacardi (ooh, caught a Times misspelling) like it’s his birthday. How anonymous could a liquor store owner in a suburban town be? It’s not like there’re hundreds of liquor stores in the town, I’m guessing. I like how they keep referring to him as Mr. Jackson…