Panic Is....

Panic is buying a hotel room for the next two nights in Cumberland, MD, making your boyfriend pack up all your most important possessions and the cat into the car, driving halfway down your own street before realizing you should call the landlord who lives next door to you to see if he is evacuating or not, and then when he says he isn't and your own house is on higher ground than his, turning around and proceeding to spend the next six hours playing XBox and reading Cracked before the power inevitably cuts out and you realize that it is only portable video game systems from here on out.

I should also mention that panic is realizing, when you go to cancel the aforementioned hotel reservation, that you had accidentally booked the room for a Sunday night instead of Saturday anyway.....

Stay safe, and don't panic, Mom (or at least don't tell the people who do, lol you know what I mean), if you read this before the hurricane is over!

2 comments:

afterthegoldrush said...

Poor Sean!

Blog Editor said...

Throw in Mr. Furley and you got a "Three's Company" episode there..