Sometimes in dire situations, the true value of a person comes out and surprises us. The following text messages prove this:
Me: I’m in the world’s most boring meeting. Help!
Hub: I’m sorry.
Me: Don’t be sorry. Help me!
Hub: What can I do?
Me: Pull a fire alarm?
Hub: No. That’s illegal. Not gonna go to jail.
Me: pfft! Well how about a bomb threat?
Hub: Again, illegal.
Me: ugh! Ok. So that means you are opposed to starting a small fire?
Me: I said a small one!
Me: How do you feel about getting naked and streaking? Or perhaps a strippergram?
Hub: No. You would get fired.
Me: Oh, I’d pretend I didn’t know you.
Hub: Wow. How quick you turn your back on me.
Me: yea, yea. So…. how soon can you get here?
Hub: I’m not even in town!
About 20 minutes later….
Me: Crisis averted. I’ve managed to escape. No thanks to you! Put your pants back on.
Hub: How did you know my pants were off?
Me: I’m psychic or psychotic… either way Dion Warwick says hi.
Hub: No comment.
What I learned from this story is that the Hub is not willing to do anything illegal for me, but getting naked is a possibility. This will NOT be handy during the Zombie Apocalypse. Just sayin.