Two "very drunk and rude women" claiming to be OC Weekly writers were spotted this week at Don the Beachcomber in Orange County. Editor Gustavo Arellano is not amused and advises any restaurants approached for freebies to be suspicious. They were described as "both in their mid-40s, heavy makeup, medium builds. One was blond; the other had dark brown hair. They were really drunk..."
We get imposters every couple of years claiming to be a Weekling--for a couple of years, a guy was going around town pretending to be me, and you'd have to be the stupidest person on Earth to try and imitate me for goodies, as you're more liable to get punched in the face by business owners. But these two women are particularly pendeja for trying to throw their weight around by claiming they're with the Weekly.
First off, the press passes? We've never had them. Lanyards? If I saw any of my writers wearing them, I'd laugh them out of the office as dweebs. More important, the only people who can ask for free anything are the editors, and it's usually Taylor and Nate who are asking for press passes. The Forkers know how much I loathe freebies--I'd rather they spend the money, then submit a form for reimbursement.
So, restaurants and venues: If two middle-aged women go around town saying they're with OC Weekly, THEY'RE NOT. If anyone claims to be with the Weekly and you haven't received clearance from me (or, you're not already familiar with the writer), THEY'RE NOT.