Steam less in Seattle

In another fruitless attempt to conquer the world, “The Company” sent us to Seattle to work on a project. Being the intellectual giants we are, Pedro Perez and I jumped at the opportunity to see the home of all things driven by a mouse. We were also bamboozled by the brilliance of having our own apartment – a home away from home. So every two weeks we were in Seattle, and then back home for two more.

We were also fortunate enough to have our fearless leader, Chucky Speed, with us. From time to time we were also accompanied by the Master of the Universe. I also realized on these trips that even the Master of the Universe is scared of his wife and, even more shocking, wears bear print pajamas!

As things happen, we had to perform a night operation. This meant that we left the project base early in order to be at back at 23:00 to take our positions. We had to be fresh, we had to be quick and we were ready for the mission. Too bad that we had to rely on ground support from “The Company”, which at that stages were manned by monkeys in tracksuits and was half-way around the world (where you can’t smack them).

While we were awaiting count-down for the mission, I decided to have a little dinner. Not something big, as it might slow you down running around. And at my age cramps are certainly a reality. So I was standing in front of the stove – when suddenly I shorted something. I had flames dancing around me – a spectacular display of pyrotechnics – followed by total darkness. Pitch black, everyone stunned by the show. I was fine, just got a fright, but the big problem now was that we had no power.

So we enjoyed our half-cooked meal by candlelight. Since we had nothing to do, we decided to get a little shut-eye before the mission. Just before we left for base camp, our fearless leader decided to have a little shower. Now since there was no power, he decided that this will be a quick cold in and out shower.

The plan was simple: strip down, turn on the water, jump in, wash and get out. All of this happening in cold water of course. Steps 1 through 3 went as planned, but halfway through step 4 we were heard screams echoing though the apartment. And then came the revelation, we remembered the reason why some clever dude invented the geyser. IT KEEPS THE WATER HOT!

A couple of minutes later, after Pedro and I exchanged a couple of giggles, Chucky emerged from his room (charred chest and all) – ready for battle. Now I believe that there is a lesson to be learned here, and the lesson is simple: It is not called the 21^st Century for nothing!