How could I have possibly forgotten to tell this story?

Y’all I had drama from over 3,000 miles away!

So some of you may remember I was diggin this guy who I was friends with when I was in the Army. He is, by the way, married (a fact that I knew, I know he’s truly unhappy, and I was willing to ignore for a minute- but only a minute).

Ok but that’s not the point of the story.

I came in at 645am from hanging out all night with one of my friends. My phone rings. It’s Germany. I was running late for work so I figured I’d call him back on the way to work. We’re still friends, talk all the time. The phone rings again. Missed call. Germany. Yet again. Missed call. Germany. I figure something serious must be going on! So I call back.

A woman answers the phone. I didn’t think anything of it. In fact, I thought I dialed the wrong number. I said to the woman, “I’m sorry, I must have dialed the wrong number”. Finished getting dressed and went on my merry little way.

Missed call. Germany.

So now I’m really concerned. I don’t know if something happened to him or what (yes, I have quite the over-active imagination).

I call him back. Woman answers. I say to woman, “May I speak to Germany?” She hesitates for a while so I say, “Oh I’m sorry, must have dialed the wrong number”. Now I’m thinking maybe the lines are crossed. There’s nothing I could do for him from my house so I figure I’ll hear about it later.

Fast forward three hours. I get a missed call from a different overseas number. Now my overactive mind has the man in an accident and they’re trying to reach his family. I don’t know what’s happening.

Another hour passes. The new number calls. I answer this time (mind you I’m still at work). Of course it’s the woman. She asks me “Are you Germany’s wife?”. My answer was simple … NO. Goodbye.

Maybe 5 hours later, Germany calls me. Conversation went like this.

Me: Hey, what’s going on?
Him: Drama
Me: What kind of drama?
Him: Just drama
Me: ARe you gonna tell me about the drama?
Him: yeah, I’ll tell you? [long pause]
Me: so who’s the woman who answered your phone?

I don’t have time to play games. I just want to know the dang story.

Him: She’s a friend. I let her watch tv in my room.
Me: Dude, she was running through your phone bill or your caller id or something b/c she called me!
Him: I know. She told me she talked to my wife. I called my wife. [sidebar- biggggg mistake!] I asked if she called me. I thought she said yes. I told her “She said you called”.
Me (in my mind): screeeeeech. Pump the brakes!!!!
Me (aloud): Ooooh damn! What did she say?
Him: Oh she was pissed.
Me: yeah cuz now u have to explain who “she” is and who did “she” actually speak to ??
Him: I know
Me: Dude! She’s CRAZY! You haven’t known her longer than a month or so and she’s calling your W-I-F-E! Watch your bunny, she’ll be boiling him soon! But do know that I’m pissed.
Him: Why u mad at me?
Me: Don’t bring your drama to my door! I don’t do drama. You have wayyy too much for me!

Now I’m sure he thinks I’m mad about the woman (which I’m not). I don’t do crazy folks and I don’t do crazy folks who have nuts calling me and playing on my phone.

any wonder I’m getting more and more content to be by myself???

Should I be worried about myself, since I have been attracting crazies lately??