Crazy Prepared
Mar. 20th, 2009 10:41 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I've been reading some of the Crazy Prepared Troper Tales on TV Tropes.
These are people who have survival plans for dealing with hostile alien invasions, have figured out how to grow yeast in case society collapses and they urgently need to make bread, and have fake passports in case they ever go on the run.
While I'm not nearly as Prepared as some of these people, I'll tell you what I do have:
- a complete set of metal plates, cups, and cutlery, and a billy can, for emergency camping needs (I never go camping)
- a big plastic box holding a complete change of clothes, bandaids, bandages, 10 litres of water, a towel, a blanket, matches, a cigarette lighter (in case I run out of matches), pen and paper, and some canned food (this used to live in my car, but now sits in my house)
- a secret password I've arranged with myself that I will use if ever I go back in time and need to prove my identity to my younger self
- $50 in a hard-to-find compartment in my wallet, and $20 hidden in my car
- the ability to write with my left hand, so that if I ever need to write a blackmail letter, I'll be able to write in a handwriting style that definitely isn't my own
- a secret message (arranged with my mother) so that if I'm ever kidnapped, and the kidnappers force me to write a letter saying I'm fine, I'll be able to let her know that I've been kidnapped without raising suspicions
- several sets of matches and candles arranged strategically around my house, in case of sudden blackouts
- several escape plans if anyone ever attacks me at home
- a fake name to use if I ever need to contact family or friends without anyone else knowing it's me
- another fake name that no-one else knows, just in case I have to go into complete hiding
I'm also trying to find out how to pick locks, and hotwire cars.
Yes, I'm crazy...
These are people who have survival plans for dealing with hostile alien invasions, have figured out how to grow yeast in case society collapses and they urgently need to make bread, and have fake passports in case they ever go on the run.
While I'm not nearly as Prepared as some of these people, I'll tell you what I do have:
- a complete set of metal plates, cups, and cutlery, and a billy can, for emergency camping needs (I never go camping)
- a big plastic box holding a complete change of clothes, bandaids, bandages, 10 litres of water, a towel, a blanket, matches, a cigarette lighter (in case I run out of matches), pen and paper, and some canned food (this used to live in my car, but now sits in my house)
- a secret password I've arranged with myself that I will use if ever I go back in time and need to prove my identity to my younger self
- $50 in a hard-to-find compartment in my wallet, and $20 hidden in my car
- the ability to write with my left hand, so that if I ever need to write a blackmail letter, I'll be able to write in a handwriting style that definitely isn't my own
- a secret message (arranged with my mother) so that if I'm ever kidnapped, and the kidnappers force me to write a letter saying I'm fine, I'll be able to let her know that I've been kidnapped without raising suspicions
- several sets of matches and candles arranged strategically around my house, in case of sudden blackouts
- several escape plans if anyone ever attacks me at home
- a fake name to use if I ever need to contact family or friends without anyone else knowing it's me
- another fake name that no-one else knows, just in case I have to go into complete hiding
I'm also trying to find out how to pick locks, and hotwire cars.
Yes, I'm crazy...
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Date: 2009-03-19 11:51 pm (UTC)Not only do I have no plan, I also have no supplies. I put a case of water and some power bars in the basement after 9/11, which my Son and friends promptly scarfed down a few days later during ~band practice~which is another world ending experience.
Every time I replace emergency rations - some boy comes along and eat them. Luckily, I live in Our Nations Capitol and will prolly be among the first to go.
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Date: 2009-03-20 12:01 am (UTC)This is one of the upsides to living alone: the only person who can stuff up my supplies is my cat. And he's not able to reach most of them.
(I have been like this for many years - I always took a minimum of 10 pens (different colours) and 3 pencils to exams, and always note the time when I hear a funny noise just in case a policeman investing a murder asks me about it a few days later...)
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Date: 2009-03-20 12:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-20 12:26 am (UTC)One of my rituals on the first day of exams was to walk to the Caulfield Coles and buy a 10-pack of my favourite pens. Not because I wanted to be super-prepared or anything, but because I wanted to feel like I was :)
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Date: 2009-03-20 12:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-20 02:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-20 03:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-20 03:17 am (UTC)I hope your box also contains a can opener.
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Date: 2009-03-20 04:21 am (UTC)a secret message (arranged with my mother)
Date: 2009-03-20 05:44 am (UTC)Re: a secret message (arranged with my mother)
Date: 2009-03-20 08:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-20 07:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-20 08:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-20 07:42 pm (UTC)But now I have a car with a smaller boot, and the box basically took up all my space. :(
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Date: 2009-03-20 08:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-20 11:19 am (UTC)#3 is, however, proof you've lost it. ;-)
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Date: 2009-03-20 07:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-20 08:52 pm (UTC)You're such a nerd, and it's SO adorable. Can we get married? :D
I'm more the kind of person who vaguely worries about these kinds of things, and then has none of the initiative to follow through with any of it. See, you're Willow, and I'm, like, Clem.
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Date: 2009-03-21 12:22 am (UTC)Can we get married? :D
Oh, honey. Thought you'd never ask!
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Date: 2009-03-21 04:55 pm (UTC)Well, he seems like the kind of guy who would be very neurotic and paranoid, but would then just buy himself some Doritos to make himself feel better, and then forget all about it. Which is a me-thing, only not so much with the Doritos.
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Date: 2009-03-22 03:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-22 08:40 pm (UTC)(Love your icon.)
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Date: 2009-04-12 01:29 pm (UTC)no subject
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