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TikTok Excursions Part One: Breakfast Burritos & Fainting Men

Poor is the man whose pleasure depends on another- Madonna Ciccone

My intentions started out good. Drive to WEHO get a TikTok viral breakfast burrito at Sobuneh, then go write at the WEHO library.

When I got to SOBUNEH a Gen Z gal came out to inform me that the kitchen was overwhelmed and no longer could serve food. Since I had already paid the meter on the street I decided to walk down to Urth Cafe where I ordered a breakfast burrito and a corn waffle.

There was a woman to my right on the sidewalk outdoor seating who was neurotically ruffling through stacks of papers as I chowed down on my corn waffle.

“Nancy. Anybody named Nancy ? Your husband just fainted!” yelled a guy from inside the cafe.

Suddenly a woman sitting to my left got up and rushed inside the cafe.

“It’s electrolytes. He’s probably dehydrated.” The neurotic woman to my right gave her diagnosis of what was happening.

“Oh, he drank his coffee a bit too quickly. I think he had a vasovagal response once he got up from the chair which caused his blood pressure to bottom out and led him to faint in the cafe. I think he’ll be fine. Though someone should call 911.” I said.

Then there was an ambulance and fire truck that appeared.

“They really should have just parked in the valet instead of closing down the street and blocking traffic and causing a traffic jam” I said out loud as I saw the ambulance rig blocking a side street.

“They have to get the bed out from in the back. They have a bed where they are gonna put the man.” The neurotic woman once again adds her nonsensical knowledge to the story.

“You mean a gurney?” I correct her.

Should I tell her I’m a pediatric nurse practitioner with 30 years of experience in healthcare? Nah. Why spoil the fun.

After a few minutes, we see the man walk out of the cafe.

“He’s alive! See just a vasovagal response .” I say out loud, as if I just witnessed a miracle.

The guy didn’t even go in the ambulance. A whole lotta drama and streets being blocked for nothing.

And then a guy pulled up in a black convertible BMW with Louis Vuitton logos all over it .

It was Daniel the Grateful

“Daniel” I screamed as I saw him pull up to the valet which caused the neurotic woman to my right to startle.

Daniel parked his car in the valet, where the ambulance rig should have parked which would have created less traffic. He then joined me at my outdoor sidewalk table next to the neurotic woman.

Daniel and I chatted loudly further annoying the woman who then tried to move her table further and further away into a bush on the sidewalk.

“I have to go to the library to write.” I told Daniel the Grateful .

“Let’s go day drink instead “ he said.

To be continued in part 2

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