My crack motel roommate 'Creepy', the only movie extra in "Volcano" to be attacked by all the other extras (including one attempt on his life by an extra trying to run him over in a movie police car) has been diligently (albeit unconsciously) working on losing me my 'preferred customer' discount at The Patio Motel.
When he's not picking up change working as a giant rat for a pest control company, he likes to spend his days whining to the Indian motel manager about leaky shower heads and small towel sizes, low watt light bulbs and the way the maids mismake the beds.
The motel manager avoids him. EVERYONE avoids Creepy. He gets on your nerves.
The PCE escort agency where he and I occasionally work as call girl drivers closes shop every time he checks in for work. Apparently, they'd rather be closed than work with him.
I am wondering if Creepy is going to live long enough for me to repay him the money I owe him for a brake job, because I think I'm going to have to kill him. If I didn't owe him that money for the brake job on my Lumina, I'd never let him follow me around from crack motel to crack motel, splitting the daily rent.
I have never met a more self-consumed, narcissistic, obnoxious person in my life. We have two beds in this current flophouse, which probably saved his life for now, but I find myself relishing chores that take me out of his presence.
The motel manager avoids him. EVERYONE avoids Creepy. He gets on your nerves.
The PCE escort agency where he and I occasionally work as call girl drivers closes shop every time he checks in for work. Apparently, they'd rather be closed than work with him.
I am wondering if Creepy is going to live long enough for me to repay him the money I owe him for a brake job, because I think I'm going to have to kill him. If I didn't owe him that money for the brake job on my Lumina, I'd never let him follow me around from crack motel to crack motel, splitting the daily rent.
I have never met a more self-consumed, narcissistic, obnoxious person in my life. We have two beds in this current flophouse, which probably saved his life for now, but I find myself relishing chores that take me out of his presence.
Today I did ALL my laundry, cleaned out the car I live in when I don't have flophouse rent money, went window shopping at the nearby 7-11, volunteered to go pay Kathy's--one of my call girls-- water bill for her (in person instead of that cold, impersonal mail thing) and hung out in front of a closed Korean Barbecue restaurant for a while.
The last thing I wanted was to go back to room 106 and listen to the story of why Creepy came to California from New Jersey (again) but, I had to go back to make sure he wasn't in there fondling my soap. It's not paranoia. I've actually caught him fondling my soap.
Yeah, he's a soap fondler, too.
The last thing I wanted was to go back to room 106 and listen to the story of why Creepy came to California from New Jersey (again) but, I had to go back to make sure he wasn't in there fondling my soap. It's not paranoia. I've actually caught him fondling my soap.
Yeah, he's a soap fondler, too.
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