In November my ex-roommate and "college buddy", Josh, moved south to work as an events manager at a fancy hotel in Hollywood, Ca, which is "nothing quite as exciting as wanting to become a reality T.V. star, an Anchorman or Batman on Hollywood Blvd" (according to Josh, or HJ, himself). But in just a few months he's had some interesting run-ins with the rich and famous. I'll be telling his story, and letting him tell his own, in this blog from time to time. Here's my favorite one so far...
While driving on the golden streets of Hollywood, Josh and his girlfriend (GF) were stopped at a red light. When the light turned green, GF casually pressed on the gas. Of course, a horn sounded from behind, followed by a bit of reckless driving. The "cheesy dark blue Beemer" then proceeded to speeed around them. Unaccustomed to the impatience of LA's horn-abusing drivers, GF stuck her hand out of the window, extended her middle finger, and yelled the infamous two words that commonly accompany the gesture. The Beemer saw this, slowed down, and yelled in a feminine voice, "GREEN MEANS GO!" Josh thought he was going to have to fight somebody, but was too shocked when he saw who was yelling at them.
That's right, GF just flipped off JT*. Even better, according to HJ, "she continued to give him the finger the entire time his window was rolled down and he was trying to talk to us."
*No, not James Taylor (which would have been just as good), but Mr. Sexy Back himself, Justin Timberlake.
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