Not in the Pit because it really doesn’t warrant a whole lot of vitriol, but I’m hoping writing it down gets it out of my system little bit because it kind of bums me out.
So the special ladyfriend (SL) and I just finished a hike in the Malibu Creek State Park and were going to top it off with a couple hours at El Matador Beach. Having never been there before, we printed out some Google Map directions. It was those directions I was looking at when the Malibu Welcome Wagon pulled up beside me.
“NON-MALIBU RESIDENTS GO HOME!”
SL asks “What did he say?” I repeat it to her but it really wasn’t necessary because the Welcome Wagon driver was kind enough to repeat it, even extrapolating on the message.
“NON-MALIBU RESIDENTS GO HOME! MALIBU RESIDENTS ONLY!!!”
We’re on the California State Route 1 (the PCH), nothing remotely close to anything resembling a private gated community. So I’m looking at the Welcome Wagon in utter amazement, when they inquire,
‘WHAT ARE YOU LOOKIN’ AT? FAG!"
At which point, the light changes and they drive on.
Not that it should matter, but neither SL or I are scummy-looking, junkheap-driving, slackjawed trash from the sticks. We’re in Malibu spending our money on the local merchants and services.
The Welcome Wagon itself? I’d put him at about 20 years old, driving a black Mercedes SUV, which he no doubt bought himself after saving his earnings from his after school part-time job. [/sarcasm]
This kid has a problem all right, but it isn’t with “non-Malibu residents.”