@evacide My roommate, when I was subleasing my girlfriend's apartment while she was on rotation at Google, Greg, worked IT for Om downtown in SF. Apparently, he would constantly get propositioned by girls at the fingerbang cult and was so unnerved he would politely excuse himself and then go to the broom closet to work.
He runs a startup that got VC funding for documenting APIs now. I feel like there is a certain trait of avoidance he picked up considering he was flying to Vegas to work in hotel rooms and because there is nothing else he would ever do there. He then moved into the "startup space" to live/work out of the studio apartment his company is incorporated at years later when funding was secured lol.
My favorite memory of SF weird stuff was going on dates with the matriarch of the poly community and patriarch of the clown community post-schism when they divorced, purely by happenstance, and getting the tea as they both fucking tried to make each other jealous by showing me off on dates where they both just so happened to be around.