Today I took a friend to a doctor's appointment in Beverly Hills. At one point I got restless waiting for her in the lobby so I took a walk outside looking for a few good photo ops.
While I was concentrating on taking a particular photo of an interesting cloud-cluster a homeless guy wandered up to me and began to chat, "Hey man, I think you're gettin' a good shot there."
I thanked him and then he continued nonsensically for a bit before arriving at his shtick, "You know I am the heir to the Ritz-Carlton hotels. Yea, my dad bought the Ritz-Carlton chain back in the 70's for two dollars."
I faked a little excitement but really wanted him to go away so that I could continue getting the picture he had interrupted. And plus, he stunk.
At this point he held out his left hand and said, "Ten bucks and I can get you into the Ritz-Carlton family." Then he took the index finger of his right hand and tapped it on the palm of his left and demanded, "But I'm gonna need that ten bucks 'Johnny on the spot'."
Photo: It's not the photo he interrupted but I did take it five minutes earlier.