The Great Escape

So remember how in one of my last post (about two weeks ago, if I am correct), I said that I wouldn't promise that I wouldn't do anything too crazy?

well, I lied.

After work on thursday night, I packed up a weekend's worth of close and drove south, not just like the other town south, more like 500 miles south. I want you to believe that it was a spontaneous thing and I just acted on impulse, but that would not be true at all. I planned it, all of it, because I am an evil genius, (obviously). I left a little after midnight and drove about 4 hours before I resided myself to exhaustion. It is technically the half-way point between my home and my destination, so I knew I was making good time. I slept in my car for about two hours and eventually woke up because the sun was too bright, so I kept driving.

It was an absolute perfect drive, very smooth and the weather was good. as soon as I got into the desert, I felt an overwhelming sense of something, but I can't exactly figure out what it is, it was nice though.

Not long after, I arrived at my destination, but that was when my mission really began. I had one goal to maintain, and that was stealth. Now, I know what you are thinking, why would I drive 500 miles in the middle of the night and go sneaking around another town? well, it was a surprise, and I love surprises. As you know, my editor is currently in an internship down in this said town, and though it was barely a month since his visit, I still went to see him again. yeah, go a head, call me creepy, I don't care.

Here was my plan, I was going to enter the museum where he works, walk up to the area of the museum where you can see into the lab where he would be, take a picture of him working, send it to him, and wait for him to explode with confusion. Thus, revealing my presence and executing operation "surprise!" This relied heavily on two things. One, was my editor's poor attention span, which I often take advantage of to play jokes on him (usually with him ending up with several mouseytoys in his pockets). The second is my ability to disguise myself and generally be sneaky. Seriously, if I change a small aspect of my appearance, no one can recognize me, its weird.

Everything was going according to plan, but I was too early, the museum wasn't even open and my editor was still at his apartment. So I drove around for a little while and tried to play it cool. Once I returned, I parked on a side of the museum where he wouldn't see my car. I made it into the building, payed my fare, made small talk with the clerk, and went into the gallery. This is where things didn't work out as I hoped. I waited around for a good half hour, waiting for him to show up in the lab. I saw him briefly in the little office on the side with his good friend (the one who visited us back in the summer), and they were looking at something on the computer. I waited and waited, taking various selfies in front of several dinosaur statues, but still he wouldn't show up. i eventually got tired of waiting when I took a picture of his friend on the computer and sent it to him. The picture was a little hard to decipher, but he got it,  but not before the curator of the museum found me, but she did't tell my editor I was there, thanks to my request, though I might have made her worry a little.

I walked back to the window area that looks into the lab and saw my editor looking very confused. He saw me and immediately knew what was going on. I tried hiding, but I couldn't stop giggling, which eventually gave me away. It was a very worth while trip, but I will tell the details of that later. Besides that little hiccup, my plan worked perfectly! Of course, this is not the first time I've done something like this, but that will also be saved for later.

Until then. . .