Blind Item #8 - Reader Blind

 This happened well over ten years ago, when I first began working in the wardrobe department. I was on a movie with an actor who was fairly well known at the time for his role in a science fiction franchise (although his star has dimmed a little over the last bit). The first day went swimmingly, and once we wrapped, my last task was to wait for him to leave his trailer to collect his wardrobe and launder it. I waited for thirty min, then an hour...he wasn't leaving. I finally gathered up all my might (I was in my early twenties and nervous as hell) and knocked on his trailer door. He yelled for me to come in and was quite nice about it - PHEW! I grabbed his wardrobe and was about to leave when he called me to come back - at which point he informed me that he didn't like to wear underwear and that I would need to do a daily sniff test in his trailer to figure out if his jeans needed washing. BARF.