It’s time for ThatManILove to come home. Seriously. The PA and the cold are Wearing. Him. Out. And he is in wait mode for some equipment to go to location.
Today, he called the office and talked to Mark, a VP in my company.
TMIL: Hey, Mark!
Mark: Hey, how’s it going up there?
TMIL: Great. Guess what I'm doing?
Mark: I don’t know. What?
TMIL: I’m stuck up in the upper northeast corner of my hotel room, and the only thing that’s holding me up here is static electricity. Fortunately, I had the presence of mind to hang on to myself.
Mark: (roars for freaking minutes.) Cold up there, is it?
TMIL: Freakin’ 18 degrees!
Ummmm. Yeah. Maybe you had to be there.