There are an endless number of blog posts throughout the internet about how weird it is in LA, but I’m going to touch on something I worry aboot that I don’t see mentioned all that much.
This would be the concept that, especially these days, you could be on a hidden camera show at any given moment.
I see a lot of things at my gym I would never see back in Ohio.
Among these are Magic Johnson, Mos Def, dudes with one or more star tattoos, Justin Timberlake, a movie theater, the guy who’s there every day tweaked out of his mind on meth*, and 85% of the people who have ever been on The Apprentice.
This afternoon, however, was a little guy that looked like a hair metal dude from the 80s, complete with no shirt, huge blond permed hair, tattoos, wirey androgynous body, torn up acid-washed jeans, and HUGE sunglasses – so huge that they had to have a hidden camera.
There’s no other explanation, because he also kept throwing up in the trash cans, making no attempt to hide it.
He would walk by people and go out of his way to stare at them, clearly going for the money shot for his awesome YouTube prank videos.
I refused to look at him the two times he tried it on me, so I won at everything I did today.
*I wonder if he writes on his blog about “that guy who’s there every day not even tweaked out of his mind on meth or anything – he’s just working out!”
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