Thanks Debbie!
Thought this might be an appropriate thread to post a story about an experience I had in Hollywood a few years ago. Also forwarded this to Roger recently. Hope you all enjoy:
Late 2004, debate night, working on the Paramount lot, I stuck around after hours to catch Bush and Kerry on an exec’s office television. Three of us in the room, and I don’t recall us mentioning anything political despite the evening’s entertainment. There may have been some Laker chat.
…Until the most senior among us eventually took a shot – “Bush or Kerry, guys?”
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“…I’m a Bush guy.”
“…Not a Republican, but Bush.”
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“…Me too.”
I can’t speak for my companions, but I felt rather stunned, proud, and just a bit naughty. Kinda “I know something you don’t know.” I left a few minutes later, empowered.
I walked around the corner to a restaurant (Pinot Hollywood, I believe), where some twenty folks crowded around a tv to catch the closing statements. Newly courageous, I nudged the guy next to me — “watch this,” I said.
Bush finished up, and the room was dead silent, of course. A lot of head shaking.
I clapped. Three or four times.
And all twenty faces turned to look at me in abject horror. Pupils dilated. This being LA, one of the faces was tv host Pat O’Brien.
“It’s okay, he was joking guys!” Said the person I’d nudged.
I grinned, knowing my two coworkers would’ve enjoyed the show.
