My best friend, Cheryl, called me from the Venice Boardwalk while walking her dog, Opie. There seemed to be a lot more action than usual for a Tuesday morning. I could hear the beat of hand drums and people rustling around her as she walked. At first she thought maybe there was a skateboarding event about to happen - maybe some live music - but then she noticed all this "really nice furniture and stuff." It immediately became clear she was standing among a film crew and scene props. We both had the same disappointed reaction. We thought there was something actually exciting going on. There's something really annoying about a film crew in your 'backyard!' So many egos. We can't walk out our front gates because we'll interrupt filming! Gimme a break!
Cheryl continued her walk up a public street through a crowd of background actors (extras) in their holding bin. Extras are the worst when it comes to inflatable egos! They know they're the lowest in the pack but they'll do anything to make us think otherwise. Calling one an "extra" to their face is like calling an environmental control manager a garbage-man.
About 6-feet away from the crowd, a woman began walking toward her, holding her nose and waving her hand in Cheryl's face, with this pretentious uttering, "You know what, I'm allergic to dogs [shooing Opie] so will you walk somewhere else?" God love Cheryl - the most spiritual person in the world. She taught me everything I know about peace and love. But when you're in her territory, don't mess with her. And whatever you do, don't mess with her dog! Her sarcastic pretentious reply, "You know what, [shooing extra] you're just an EXTRA in this movie!"
God, I wish I was there in person. But it was just as fun being on the phone!