If I Had To….

A game I play with myself to pass the time on the subway or in a lame bar is “If I Had To…” where I pretend that the entire world has blown up and I am the only woman left on the planet and the only men left are those in the room with me and I have to choose one to help me save mankind. (Note, this is the opposite of the male version where the object is to pick one they couldn’t do it with).

Usually, it takes me the entire subway ride to decide which one. Not because there are so many to choose from, but because it’s hard to decide which one wouldn’t make me puke my brains out.

Last night, I discovered a new version of this. At the gym, I picked two guys standing in close proximity and decide of the two, If I Had To, which would it be. I was surprised with the results. Of the 30 pairs at the gym, I managed to cleanly pick 28 men who could be my partner in saving the world. 1 pair resulted in a tie, where I could either way, and 1 pair resulted in mankind being completely wiped out.

Helped to pass the time at the gym anyway, but I do hope the world doesn’t blow up unless I am at the photo shoot for the firefighter’s calendar.