When I look back on it,
I still can't make sense of how a normal kid like me
Ever wound up meeting Buck Howard.
When I was five years old,
My dad asked me what I wanted to be
When I grew up.
I said I wanted to drive a steamroller and he said, "No,
You want to be a lawyer."
I said astronaut. He said lawyer.
I said policeman. He said lawyer.
So we compromised... on lawyer,
Which is how, 20 years later,
I ended up in law school.
And even though this was my father's dream,
For the first couple of years
I bought into the whole thing,
Until one day.
I finished an exam early and I just sat there thinking,
Thinking that somewhere there must be somebody
Whose dream it is to be a lawyer,
But after more than two years in law school,
I hadn't met a single one.
And suddenly it occurred to me...
I'm not happy.
I gotta get out of here.
So this moment right here
Became my last chance to stop everything,
Hit pause,
And find a dream before it was too late.
Late or not, it felt fantastic.
Of course, I hadn't told my father any of this,
But I was pretty sure that he'd understand.
I just had to present my case.
Hey, Dad. Well, school's tough.
You know, Contracts is really hard.
See? I would have been a terrible lawyer.
The thrilling thing, though,
Is that now all I had were options.
I could do anything I wanted.
You name it, I thought of being it.
I could be a private investigator,
A test driver for NASCAR,
Or a talk show host.
How do you get that job, anyway?
The truth, though, is that I did have an idea
In the back of my head.
I had always had this secret dream of becoming a writer.
And while I didn't know how to get that job either,
I did have a pen and paper.
So I just did what came naturally.
And that's when I was hit by something else...
Reality... the reality of having to find something to do
To pay for little things like food and rent,
And getting my car fixed. I had to find a job,
But who said it couldn't be something with a little adventure,
Something with words like "celebrity" and "performer" attached to it?
And that's how it happened.
That's how I found myself
Meeting the one and only Great Buck Howard.
You must be Troy.
- I'm Gil. - Oh, hi. I'm Troy.
- Sorry I'm late. - Relax. It's not a problem.
Let's grab a seat.
He should be here any minute.
We were impressed you'd been to law school.
I should probably explain that. Uh...
I didn't finish, actually.
Good evening, Mr. Howard.
Oh, here he is.
Buck!
Big Buck!
I'm Buck Howard.
Troy Gable.
Young man, I am delighted that you are interested in this job.
I am very busy. I did over...
One thought kept racing through my mind as Buck talked...
I had no idea who this guy was...
And I guess it must have shown.
You do know who I am, don't you?
Uh...
You have seen "The Tonight Show"?
You have to say "with Johnny Carson,"
Not the nitwit who's on there now.
Buck did "The Tonight Show"... with Johnny...
61 times.
I think... you're a magician, right?
Buck's a mentalist.
Magician is kind of a dirty word around here.
I was a magician... when I was three years old,
But I evolved out of that. Not that I have anything against magicians,
As long as they're dead.
Buck's been on all the big shows...
Jim Nabors, Jon Davidson, Sally Jesse Raphael.
Dinah... he was the co-Host on "Dinah!" Many times.
He's performed all over the world... Las Vegas...
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