Stewart is such a dick. Back in 1982 I was working at a Beverly Hills limo company, I had to pick him up and drive him to the airport. I'm not into this modern rock stuff and I didn't know who the fuck he was. I asked him, "So.........what do you do for a living Mr. Stewart?" The fucker crossed his arms across his chest and pouted in the back of the limo all the way to the airport for 30 fucking minutes. There was no gratuity at the end of the ride of course.
