I have some wacky friends (when you read this post, you'll know exactly just how wacked they are) I have known since the early '70s. We all worked at Hughes Aircraft in Newport Beach and several of us have ended up in the Phoenix-metro area. Well, to make a long story short, about three years ago, I ran into one of them where I currently work. Turns out he was working downstairs from me. I noticed his name in company phone book and sent him an email, hoping beyond hopes that it would indeed be him. Well, to my pleasant surprise, it was. After learning that two more of our former work buddies also lived in the area, the four of us former HACers have been meeting for lunch on a fairly regular basis. That is until recently.
Here is a hilarious response to an attempt to get one of our former colleagues (Don) to pick a time and place for an upcoming lunch, while at the same time solicting a response on another subject from another former colleague (Ron) who still lives in California. This email supposedly came from Don's brother "Segundo Peculio".
maybe they're dead, maybe they were stuffed in dumpsters in alleys in their respective cities, maybe their computers went on the blitz and they haven't been able to send mail for a month, because they're stubborn and insisted on fixing the problem themselves rather than have some geek come to their house and look at their stuff and snoop in their drawers and fix the problem and charge them an arm and a leg. maybe don ate a bad burrito and was in terrible pain for a month, maybe don was on vacation, maybe don was cranky because he forgot to take his nerve medicine. Maybe ron and don formed a secret club and swore on an oath never to speak to anyone from hughes again. Maybe ron drove to arizona and dragged don thru the streets of phoenix and then moved to boise where no one could find him, maybe ron was on vacation, maybe don couldn't take the stress of having to pick someplace to eat and went berserk and locked himself in a porta-potty on the side of the freeway. Maybe don went to the zoo and hasn't come back yet. Maybe don drove to OC and dragged ron thru the streets on a rope and then moved to boise where no one could find him. Just a guess.
