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Tuesday, October 11, 2005

MG, did you miss me?

Miss you, Roger? Were you away?

I was gone all day! I wasn't really gone. In fact, I was very close. Guess where I was?

Couldn't.

Come on, I'll give you a hint. I was very close, but you couldn't see me.

Um, you were... sitting in your office?

No! That would be just like always, so then you wouldn't have to guess.

How about if I don't have to guess anyway?

Okay, MG. I'll tell you. But you're no fun.

I'm fine with that.

I was locked in the stairwell.

Huh.

Don't you want to know what happened?

No.

Well, I was looking for the door to the thirteenth floor. But when I got into the stairwell, I couldn't get out.

Roger, weren't we just talking about the signs that say "no re-entry?"

Yeah. I thought those were a trick, just to keep people out. It turns out they're not. The doors really lock behind you when you go in!

Imagine.

So I was in there, and I tried the door, and I was stuck!

How'd you get out?

I McDonalded it.

You what?

That means, like, when you use regular McDonalds stuff to get out of a totally impossible situation.

Um--

It was so lucky, MG! I had my supersize breakfast Coke with me, so after I tried the door on every floor, I came back to our floor and used the straw to slide the door knob bolt thing open.

Roger, I think it's MacGyver.

No, it was McDonald's. I've never heard of that place. Is that, one of your weird health food things?

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