I went to trivia at the pizza place last night with my friends Tim and Mary Kate. Tim and I were standing at the front of the restaurant, waiting for a table, and this group of like three or four college-aged dudes come in. I look at them and there’s something kind of familiar about them, but I don’t know anyone that age anymore, so I go back to minding my own business. The hostess asks them if they’re here for trivia, and one of them replies, “No, we were just wondering if we could shoot a scene back there.” Of course. I could smell the film kid on them.
Tim says, “Oh, I remember those days. Except I usually tried to give the restaurant more than a moment’s notice.”
Conclusion of story: film kids are brats, but we can sniff each other out.