Rewind to December 18, 2011. John and I had decided to make a Christmas video called A Very Zombie Christmas and film ourselves “singing” in zombie makeup and Santa hats. We set up the green screen in my basement, painstakingly applied latex makeup, grabbed a couple of beers for inspiration and sat in front of a computer and hashed out lyrics to “Jingle Brains”. A little while and a lot of fiendish giggling later, we were ready.
Time to film! I went to grab the sleigh bell and brain props, when I heard John say a four letter word. I looked back and saw him holding the camera and with a helpless look on his face. “What”, I asked – pretty sure I knew the answer.
“I forgot the memory card”, John replied.
While I had memory cards, none of them were compatible with his camera. Lesson learned. Always make sure there’s a card in the camera.
We could either have someone drive the card over or we could drive out and get the card ourselves. With a 45 minute travel time between our houses, this would be costing someone an hour and a half.
I then pointed out, that I had a Best Buy very close to my house and they would probably carry the card.
That seemed the simplest solution.
Of course, we were covered in zombie makeup and had no intention of taking that off.
My wife overheard our plans and said “You’re gonna get arrested”.
She then suggested that we take my daughter along to provide supervision. My daughter was more than happy to tag along and watch us make fools of ourselves in public.
The drive there was uneventful. Nobody noticed the zombies and the little girl making their way through traffic.
Once we got to the store, things got a little more interesting. It’s one thing to go out on a zombie walk with like-minded people. It’s entirely another thing for 40 year old men to dress up as zombies and then walk into an electronics store one week before Christmas. The people in the parking lot studiously avoided looking at us. It was quite obvious that they wanted absolutely nothing to do with us.
Inside the store it was no different. We got to the memory card aisle and I noticed a couple of sales people do double-takes, but that was it. It was looking like we would have to eat someone if we were going to get a reaction.
Memory card in hand we went off to pay for the card at which point (finally) a cashier a couple of counters over said “Hey – nice makeup!”.
Upon leaving the store, we decided this zombies in public thing needed further investigation. Stay tuned for Part II.