Part #1- This relates to something that happened at one of the recent parties held at the lounge. One of the parties that was held while I was out of town I might add! Anyways, it's common knowledge that among this group you don't leave your cell phone lying around. If you do, god knows what can happen. Different languages, backgrounds, ringtones and whatnot can suddenly appear! Well, before this party, I had brief access to K8's phone. So I added a number to her phone book. 1-800-784-2433. This number is more commonly known as 1-800-SUICIDE. It's the suicide prevention hotline. Well, she noticed it pretty quick, but didn't delete it. Anyways, fastforward to the party. Adam was apparently going through her phone book and noticed this number. And immediately he became concerned. Concerned to the point where he pulled her into an empty room to talk to her 1-on-1. K8 was horribly confused by why Adam was taking such a sudden interest in her mental well-being. Of course Adam told her why, and at that point, I'm sure K8 wished many painful things upon me. And of course she deleted the number from her phone book.
Part #2- Fast-forward again to about a week ago. Me and K8 were working offshore together on a job. She was on the barge, and I was on the boat at the next location doing the 48hrs. If you don't know, don't ask. So anyways, we were about a mile apart from each other. Too far to yell. So of course, we'd communicate via text messaging. It's sunday. Our paycheck hours are due at the office monday morning. I get a text message from K8 asking me for Megan's number (Megan is in charge of payroll). I respond that I don't have Megan's number. So I get a message from K8 asking what number I use to call in my hours. I send back a message that says "1-800-784-2433". K8 asks me what number this is. I don't respond. Do you see what's coming? That's right, she called it. She called the suicide hotline! And then came the text messages. Let me repeat a couple for you. "U fucking asshole! I just tried to call in my damn hrs! U r so lucky u r a mile away!" - "Assholio! Got an automated voice telling me 2 wait 4 the next available counselor and then i hung up right away knowing i'd been had" After reading these messages, among others, I literally hit the floor laughing. I was so happy to be out of her reach. I laughed and laughed. I'm just glad to still be alive at this point.
Anyways. That's about all the drama I have at this point. I'm not sure about you, but if I'm connected to an automated voicemail, it only increases my suicidal tendancies! Be good!
