Saturday, December 9, 2017

My One Sided Celebrity Staring Contest

It's not hard to run into a celebrity in Los Angeles. This is the movie capital of the world and many Hollywood actors and actresses make their home in the cities around Los Angeles.

In other words, the chances of spotting a celebrity at the gym, the gas station, the grocery store or a restaurant is high on any given afternoon.

Dana and I recently had an encounter with a celebrity that can best be described as "odd" and even "kind of bizarre". The celebrity seemed way more interested in looking at us than we were interested in checking out this person known for his roles on the big screen.

We stopped to eat at a place called Sharky's which is a chain of Mexican restaurants throughout California (as well as random locations in Oregon and Nevada). Sharky's is one of those places that is never your first choice for dinner. However, it is a good choice when you are in a hurry to eat if you have other commitments that night.

We had other commitments last Wednesday night so we stopped by Sharky's in Studio City to grab a quick dinner. We entered the restaurant and got in line to order. The first thing we noticed was a baby moving his high chair across the floor by thrusting his body in a forward motion. Everyone was smiling and laughing at the baby including one guy sitting in a chair waiting for his "to go" order.

I figured the guy was with the family watching the baby. I also assumed he was sitting away from the baby in order to chase the kid in case the high chair went too far from the table.

I soon discovered I was wrong as the guy kept staring at the two of us. I recognized him right away but, honestly, I didn't really care that he was famous. I was just curious why he seemed to be having a staring contest with us.

Dana didn't care as well but she did want to make sure it was the person she had in mind. She started to ask me and I just replied with "Yes". We kept chatting while trying not to pay attention to the fact that this person was staring at us. We walked up to the counter to order and were right by "the mad starer". He kept staring as we placed our order and his gaze never left us once. It was odd and unnerving at the same time.  I looked down and my zipper was in the correct place and I didn't have any food on my face. I could not figure out why he was staring so much but I just kept ordering and ignoring the situation.

After we ordered, Dana found us a seat. After we sat down, the staring person promptly left his seat and disappeared to another section.

About 5 minutes later, the server at the counter yelled "Order for Shia!" and the "mad starer" appeared out of the darkness to claim his food. Shia LaBeouf grabbed his bags of food and then walked over to the salsa bar. Of course, I was standing at the salsa bar and realized he was staring at me again. I kept getting my salsa while Shia did the same thing. The only difference was Shia was staring at me the entire time.

Once he left the building, on foot, to wander down Coldwater Canyon Avenue, Dana and I spent out meal talking about the weirdness of that experience. His stare was not mean. He was not staring as if he was trying to figure out if he knew us from somewhere. It was just a straight ahead stare that you often see in people planning to chop up another person with an axe.

It was much like this blank stare with a little more intensity to the blankness:


The "Shia staring contest" certainly counts as the oddest celebrity encounter I've had in recent memory. I can't begin to tell you why he had his staring ability focused on us. I do know that some of his past encounters in public have ended with the police being called to the scene. My goal was not to win the staring contest. My goal was to eat my dinner without having to explain to the police why Shia LaBeouf ended up freaking out on me.

In related news, I will not be dining at the Sharky's in Studio City anytime in the near future.

This actor doesn't uncomfortably stare at others in public.
















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