steve in hollywood

So I went to Costa Mesa yesterday to meet a client for a script I am writing. We met for six hours and he described to me every scene he had planned out from notes written in pen covering two pieces of paper. After about an hour of this, a big black man in a purple shirt wandered into the Hilton lobby by himself. He was covered in tattoos, had a nose ring, and was smoking a cigar.

The hotel staff immediately asked him to put it out. He was very grandiose in his gestures while a staffer got him a paper cup with some water in it for the stogie. Then he just started talking and being really loud. Eventually a few people walked over to him. I realized he was some basketball player I’d seen (I don’t really watch basketball.) My client told me it was Dennis Rodman. He sat about 10 feet away from us and was so loud and obnoxious we could hardly hear.

His voice and mannerisms were all completely over the top, like he was some ostentatious regent or something. Here’s some highlights:

Dennis threw a slinky away from the table which landed with a thunk on the floor and said, “Don’t need that.” (Where did he get a slinky?)

He also threw a guy’s cell phone on the floor, then later said to the guy, “You’re gay. You’re gay. You’re gay!” Then the guy said loud to his buddy, “Hey! Dennis Rodman says I’m gay!”

Later more random people were crowding over to where he was sitting, and a cute pair of women in business suits came over. He pointed to one, and then to a stool, and kept saying, “Sit down. Sit down. Sit down!” like she was some kind of animal or something. (She eventually sat down.)

He left before my meeting was over and I didn’t want to interrupt my client since he is working on producing a 20 million dollar movie (that I’m going to write) so I didn’t get a picture or an autograph. Hell, I was kind of afraid to get near the guy anyway. Oh, and if you’re wondering, I’m not getting paid that much for the script, apparently the market has experienced writers begging for work so I’m lucky I’m even getting to do this one. Well, according to the client. But hey, I gotta eat. Hollywood is rough.

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