Three guys are talking about what constitutes fame. The first guy defines it as being invited to the White House for a chat with the president.
“Nah,” says the second guy. “Real fame would be if the red phone rang when you were there, and the president wouldn’t take the call.”
“You’re both wrong,” says the third. “Fame is when you’re in the Oval Office and the red phone rings, the president answers it, listens for a second, and then says, “‘It’s for you.'”