This conversation is in response to a mesmerizing, yet undocumented (Anyone?!? Please email to me!) event outside of our room on the last official night of Balticon 46.
I am leaving both victim and confirmed perpetrator unidentified unless said parties decide to reveal his, or her, selves. Or something.
Car F**ker #1 (CF1): Viv, what happened with the Marriot room?
(CF1, before I replied): And was (Car Owner)’s car dinged?
Me: We are just now loading up. Have to pay another night, but we are just now revived, lol!
CF1: Oh my. You guys crashed out all day?
Me: I didn’t. I worked on packing since 9 am wake up call came. Could not get the boys moving but for food. PG on the road hour ago?
CF1: Good boys 🙂 You just gave me a scare that I did something to (Car Owner)’s car last night.
Me: You mean besides fucking it?
CF1: Psychological or physical damage?
Me: (collapse into giggles at the though of the car or its owner having psychological damage, under the circumstances of the situation)
Balticon 46, I may have been unable to attend 99% of your panels or see all of my friends, but it sure as hell was exciting! And it definitely left a mark. <3