When we last dropped in on him, Zach Braff was telling us how he’s sad, feels like an outsider in Hollywood, only wears sweatpants and doesn’t have any famous friends (this must be the “screenwriter” side of the multifaceted artist). But it’s a new day, and the latest report on the State of Braff-Being seems vastly different from the melancholic K-hole we thought he was stuck in:
A TMZ spy spotted Zach at a party in Hollywood where the “Scrubs” star was trying to sweet-talk one of the female caterers.He pulled every card he had up his sleeve — but to no avail. After telling the server how beautiful she was and informing her that he would have her added to the guest list at Hyde, she still kindly refused.
Yes, there’s no Chicken Noodle Soup For the Sad Actor’s Soul quite so rejuvenating as unsuccessfully hitting on an overworked waitress you arrogantly assume would be impressed by your fame and/or pull with the meathead standing in front of the door at some d-bag Hollywood nightclub. Who needs spiritual fulfillment when you can just pinch a bartender’s ass and promise to introduce her to Justin Timberlake if she sleeps with you?
