Now, for the Jason Mewes story I alluded to earlier. Jason, of Jay and Silent Bob fame, came in to accompany what appeared to be a younger relative of some kind on an audition. He waited in the lobby while the young boy went upstairs. His relatively short haircut was shaggy, and he wore a black baseball cap. He also wore black jeans so loose that they sagged well below his underwear (white boxers striped in black) line, and a short black T-shit. I don't remember what the T-shirt said. I mostly remember the underwear.

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He came up to the desk and asked to have his parking validated. Now, I know that we're not supposed to validate for casting*. And anyone who can read knows it, because there are about ten thousand signs posted from the parking garage to the lobby. But I looked at his slack-jawed smile, disheveled coif, tantalizingly exposed underpants, and I caved.

I put three stickers on his ticket, and asked how much longer he expected to be. He asked if there was a limit. I, in a rare (!) moment of passive aggression, told him that we’re not actually supposed to validate casting.

“You’re a very naughty girl,” he said, lowering his voice to a pitch befitting the secret shame we were indulging in.

“I am,” I replied as I extended my hand and offered the sullied parking ticket from between my index and middle finger.

He slowly pulled the ticket away, never breaking his gaze, and said, this time more slowly, “You’re a very naughty girl.”

I told him, “I know it, and if you keep talking that way, I’ll have to do anything you ask.”

He pulled the ticket from my hand, smiled a sexy slacker smile, then took his seat again.
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That’s totally how it happened. Without all the lascivious adjectives. But he doesn’t need them. Seriously, he made me feel like a filthy slut for validating his parking. And I liked it.

*For anyone reading who might want to dethrone me as receptionist, and would cite this violation as good reason for my termination, we do occasionally validate for casting. I know that the head of the session would have approved it if I asked.