The One About The Kidnapping (Part One)
September 26, 2006
This is an epic story. It’s one of those stories that I will tell for the rest of my life. Whenever someone asks me what’s the craziest thing that has ever happened to me, I will tell them this story. Or grunt and tell them to read the damn blog.
A little background
I used to do building maintenance in Neptune, NJ during the fall of 2001. My tasks involved sweeping the sidewalks, taking out garbage, vacuuming hallways, etc. It was a fairly menial job, but it paid the bills. I had to carry around a walkie so that when “Mac” called I could do what he wanted. He was the live-in super there. Old guy, real funny. But he didn’t really call much as time went by. In truth, most of the time I hung out in the pool house reading for most of the day. Those were the days.
At the time I was doing a musical in New Brunswick, NJ at the Cabaret Theatre called Blood Brothers. My friend Jay was the director and it was a lot of fun. I didn’t have a leading role of any sort and most of the time I was portraying a child and just being silly. It was a good show and I’d like to think I helped strengthen the ensemble who, too, were strong. I had been having a rough week when this story unfolded. I must have been stressed out about a girl, maybe. Damn you, spacedog. I really can’t remember why, exactly, but I know it was a rough week with tech week and all that. I’d wanted to get up there real early just to relax and go over lines before the show. But, there was going to be a small kink in my plans.
