Little story about typical feminine fuckery,

I used to work at a frame shop a few years back. One day I was working with this blonde chick who was probably one of the hottest - but most full of shit people I've ever met. A gentleman comes in with some pictures to be framed - I had seen him before and another co-worker told me this guy is John Folse, apparently some sort of gourmet chef and local celebrity who owns a lot of five-star restaurants in the region.

So this Folse dude comes in and I take his framing order and go to the back room where Blondie is pretending to be working. I ask her "Have you ever heard of John Folse? Apparently he's a big deal around here." She blankly stated she never heard of him but asked "He's famous you say?" and immediately went to google him. Her eyes lit up and ran out to greet him with "OMG you're John Folse? I'm such a huge fan of your restaurants!" She took a selfie with him and then posted it on Facebook, spewing all kinds of bullshit about how she and her deceased grandmother shared so many wonderful moments at his venues.

After Folse left she came into the back room and I just gave her this loathing stare like "You are so full of shit."

She just looked totally abashed and muttered " shut up" and went back to pretending to work.