Guy Fieri, I’m coming for your jobs. Don’t sleep.

It wasn’t until Guy Fieri had autographed a yellow bell pepper with a Sharpie marker and tossed it to a fan, sprayed the people in the orchestra seats with a bottle of water and vigorously denounced the induction stove he was about to use onstage (“Give me flame or give me death!”) that his fans settled down. It didn’t last.

Actually, this article makes me sorta love him. Like the old saying says: “Don’t judge a man until you walk a mile in his goatee.”

If I get to N.C. in time I will live-blog “Minute to Win It” at 8:00 PM EST Wednesday!