If you watch "Friends" you'll understand my title after you read this. You meet the craziest people when you work at a hotel. Most people blend in with all the rest and you resort to pretending you have an idea of who they are, but the super weird ones are unforgettable. I remembered this particular weirdo because he had a distinct voice, dressed like a drugged-up hippie and was constantly asking for things. So yesterday he wanted to get dropped off at the mall and I KNEW it was the same guy, but he was under a different name. So I did some detective work (AKA I asked him point blank about it in the car) and he decided that it would be cool to legally change his name from "Zvi Turbiner" to "James Bond." Yes, this man who looks like a cross between a Rastafarian druglord and Santa Claus (b/c he has a white beard) is now legally known as James Bond. Strange.
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