A brush with an Escalade
full of transvestites

I was on my PA school rotations and had been sent to spend the next 6 weeks in LA. Being 3000 miles from my home in Delaware wasn't all bad, because it meant I could visit Sara at UCLA. Attending a UCLA Football game in the student section was a hoot. After leaving the UCLA Football game and dropping Sara off at her friends, I decided to stop at Denny's for a quick bite to eat. Afterwards I was kind of lost in the Wilshire blvd and Sunset area and trying to figure out how to get on the freeway to go home. I was stopped at an intersection and I suddenly heard the people in the car next to me trying to get my attention. I turn around and see an Escalade full of some of the beefiest transvestites I have ever seen. There are good looking transvestites, and there are very bad looking transvestites, these were firmly in the later category "Whoo-hoooo... Heeeyyyyy" called the 300lb brunette in the passenger seat. I couldn't resist the strangeness of the situation, so I rolled down my window.

"How's it going hon-ey?" hollered the blonde with a mustache from the back seat.

"Not bad, how are you ladies doing tonight?" I answered (its polite to address beefy transvestites as ladies).

"You goin' home to bed?" winked the brunette in the front.

"Are you kidding? I'm just getting started" I lied

"Are you gonna partayyy?"

"I would, but I wouldn't know where to go, I can't even find the freeway"

"You ain't from 'round here?

"No"

"Where you from?"

"Delaware"

"Delaware? is that a city or somefin?"

"Uh... no, its a state, on the east coast... kinda near New York"

The blonde in the back seat hit the brunette in the side of the head and shouted "You stupid b*tch!"

The brunette retaliated by turning around and trying to slap the blonde, "F*ck you you f*ucking b*tch, I already told you once!" The blonde grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled. I could hear comotion from elsewhere behind the tinted glass in the back the Escalade. The blonde let go of the brunette and I could hear screaming from the back and the whole truck was kind of rocking side to side a little as the commotion continued. The brunette was suddenly perfectly calm and smiling despite the riot in the back. The light turned green and she brunette cooed at me, "'goodnight... _city_.." and blew me a kiss as they pulled away.

 

I'd say only in LA, but this kind of stuff seems to happen to me all the time.