There is a media frenzy about Earth’s impending doom come Friday, the 21st of December. Naturally, this would be a talking point between Mike and I:
MIKE: I forgot to tell you, I’m going to be going straight from visiting Adam to work on Friday.
SYD: What! What am I supposed to do Friday night during the impending apocalypse! When am I going to kiss you goodbye?!
MIKE: That’s not going to happen.
SYD: Well I know that, but still, we don’t need to jinx things like this (knocks on wood)
MIKE: Sure, okay…
SYD: I guess I can walk to my parent’s house if the power goes out. Hey, do you still have that card with my cell number on it in your wallet?
MIKE: Maybe, why?
SYD: Well, we need to be able to get in contact with each other if your cell phone doesn’t work because the cell towers go down.
MIKE: What does that have to do with the card that has your cell phone number on it?
SYD: Er, um, nothing I guess. We at least need a disaster plan. Like, for more than just the apocalypse, but other disasters too. We should have a spot so you know where I am if it looks like no one is home. Does the part of the basement that has the paint stored in it have windows?
SYD: Oh no, does that mean that the only safe spot…
MIKE: Yes, is the unfinished bathroom that you’re scared to go into.
MIKE: Which, in case you find yourself in there, my motorcycle and the lawnmower batteries are drip charging in there.
SYD: You’re motorcycle is in the bathroom?!?!
MIKE: …The battery…
Clearly, in the event that the shit hits the fan on Friday – Mike and I are totally prepared. For the record, I don’t think anything natural is going to go down on Friday. I do however have very little faith in people that I don’t know – and feel like someone may use this as an opportunity to cause large-scale trouble.
So, if you’re looking for me Saturday morning, there’s a chance that I might be asleep in the unfinished bathroom… if there is a Saturday morning 😉