So, last night I had a dream that I was standing in for Batman.
Now, I wasn’t Batman but I guess because I have the skills and the body (what are you laughing about) to be Batman, Batman chose me to play him when he couldn’t show up for an event because he had the flu or a hangover or whatever. I had the armor, mask, utility belt, all of it; anyone who saw me would think I was Batman.
Anyway, I was at a meeting of some type with various law enforcement officials and I was trying to be mysterious and menacing. This meeting was in a shadowy warehouse and I stalked around glaring first from one shadow and then another.
At some point in time I must have set down my cell phone on a table near where the main speaker of the meeting (Commissioner Gordon?) was holding court. Well, it ended up ringing. If you’ve heard my cell phone ring you know it’s the Keyboard Cat song and, yes, it was also my ringtone in the dream.
Commissioner Gordon stopped the meeting, picked up the phone and began asking who it belonged to.
Commissioner Gordon stopped the meeting, picked up the phone and began asking who it belonged to.
I played it off and looked around disgusted, but the phone went off again and again and again.
Pretty soon I had no other choice but to go up and get my Keyboard Cat ringtone phone. Everyone looked at me like I was crazy, but I just ignored them and climbed up on some boxes to check who was calling. This is where the dream ended.
So people, your calls are important to me but please don’t call me when I’m filling in for Batman.
