Here’s another one that has to do with Erin. She had given me some kind of “Lord of the Rings” display which showed a holographic version of the “One Ring” hovering an inch or two in the air. It worked by using a bowl shaped mirror to somehow reflect an image of an actual ring that you dropped down inside.
Anyway, Erin came and picked me up for work, and when she arrived, I pulled her aside into another room. I started babbling about how important it was that if I ever got in any trouble (with nefarious government agents, of course) that she would use all of her resources to fight for me.
“Of course!” she said. But I felt I hadn’t made enough of an impression. So I grabbed the ring from inside the Lord of the Rings display and said “Put this on!” Befuddled, she did so. Then I knelt down in front of her and said loudly “I pledge myself to you!” and with a flourish kissed the ring. Erin’s face was a mixture of confusion and extreme embarrassment.
After that she took me to some kind of business meeting involving a changeover to a new I.T. guy, since I had obviously become way too unstable to handle it anymore. I don’t know why she did it, perhaps out of respect for my condition, but she wore the ring throughout the whole meeting. I think I started to believe that the charity blood drive going on at the restaurant was a plot to kidnap me, but my memory gets fuzzy at this point.