So like 5 minutes ago, 1: 06 AM in Chicago, my cell phone rings, and it shows up as my office number. Not the building, my direct extension at my desk. That's weird in and of itself. Noone has any reason to be in my office at this time of night.
The weirdness gets even weirder...I answer the phone, and say "hello" and I hear on the other end a woman's voice, very high pitched, yelling "you..unintelligible...fuck....unintelligible...that" I say hello again, I hear the same thing again. I say "who is this" same thing exactly the same, like it was a recording almost. Then the line goes dead. I call back 3 times, no answer. I call a fourth time, and go into my work voicemail to see if that message was on my voicemail and somehow forwarded to my cell. It wasn't.
I'm more than a little freaked out. The only way anyone can get up to my office is with a security access card.
Is it possible to call from an outside line but have the call routed through a different line? If you were in my shoes would you call the cops? I don't really like the idea of staying up all night answering questions.
A footnote is that I do have a very insane very stalkerish ex......
Huh. I'd wait until morning, get some sleep if you can, then go to work and see if you can figure it out. If you get the cops involved, there's going to be all kinds of foolishness and paperwork, and they don't care anyway. Maybe she snuck in somehow and got to your desk ... but that seems unlikely, given the security card. I don't think she could have the call routed through a specific line. Are you sure you saw the number right? The whole thing seems very odd.
don't know what to tell you, man...
maybe housekeeping was hittin' the sauce...
could it be any co-workers?
did a tongue come through the phone?
or did it pull you into another dimension?
i totally cannot help you.
FridgeMagnet said:
So like 5 minutes ago, 1: 06 AM in Chicago, my cell phone rings, and it shows up as my office number. Not the building, my direct extension at my desk. That's weird in and of itself. Noone has any reason to be in my office at this time of night.
The weirdness gets even weirder...I answer the phone, and say "hello" and I hear on the other end a woman's voice, very high pitched, yelling "you..unintelligible...fuck....unintelligible...that" I say hello again, I hear the same thing again. I say "who is this" same thing exactly the same, like it was a recording almost. Then the line goes dead. I call back 3 times, no answer. I call a fourth time, and go into my work voicemail to see if that message was on my voicemail and somehow forwarded to my cell. It wasn't.
I'm more than a little freaked out. The only way anyone can get up to my office is with a security access card.
Is it possible to call from an outside line but have the call routed through a different line? If you were in my shoes would you call the cops? I don't really like the idea of staying up all night answering questions.
A footnote is that I do have a very insane very stalkerish ex......
I just think it's weird that your actual desk extension comes up. Usually major businesses have a general reception # that comes up. I know that is the case for anywhere I haev worked. Although sometimes my phone gets confused or something and posts the number as someone elses in my phonebook. So, it can happen. It might just be your phone using that number when the call is not actually coming from there.
hotcurry said:
I just think it's weird that your actual desk extension comes up. Usually major businesses have a general reception # that comes up. I know that is the case for anywhere I haev worked. Although sometimes my phone gets confused or something and posts the number as someone elses in my phonebook. So, it can happen. It might just be your phone using that number when the call is not actually coming from there.
^^^
i get calls all the time from numbers that are in no way associated with the person that's calling.
Can I have your stereo if... you know... the ghost girl at work kills you? I don't think I'd want to be in my house if that happened to me... except, my line gets crossed with some guy named alex, so I get his death threats all the time, so I don't really worry.
Meaney said:
don't know what to tell you, man...
maybe housekeeping was hittin' the sauce...
could it be any co-workers?
did a tongue come through the phone?
or did it pull you into another dimension?
i totally cannot help you.
Housekeeping would not have my cellphone number and my cellphone is not stored in my work phone.
It could potentially be co-workers and if it is, there will be all kinds of hell to pay.
Hotcurry, our phones don't work like that, they are decentralized so the number comes up as the individual phone that's placing the call. When I call my clients they know it's me and not my boss for instance, because my number comes up.
And Roby, now I'm scared to get under the covers. Thanks
JoshXXX said:
Can I have your stereo if... you know... the ghost girl at work kills you? I don't think I'd want to be in my house if that happened to me... except, my line gets crossed with some guy named alex, so I get his death threats all the time, so I don't really worry.
You don't want my stereo. But you can have my amp. It's a nice amp.
I'd come back and protect you, but until a year ago I lived in the northwest 'burbs and I won't go back to northern Illinois except at gunpoint. I hope your predicament works out, though. All signs point to idiot co-workers, technology and security being what they are. Though I don't know if you have any idiot co-workers.
JoshXXX said:
Can I have your stereo if... you know... the ghost girl at work kills you? I don't think I'd want to be in my house if that happened to me... except, my line gets crossed with some guy named alex, so I get his death threats all the time, so I don't really worry.
You don't want my stereo. But you can have my amp. It's a nice amp.
NICE . Heck, I'll even be your porno pal. In the event of your untimely demise, I'll go in and clean out all the drugs and whips and porno and what have you before your family gets to see it..
if a person is stalking you/ trying to kill you
(or whatever)
their timing is like... wayyyyyy off.
you got off work like... 7 or so hours ago,
right?
and they're just now getting to the office?
no offense, but what a shitty-ass stalker/ killer.
mine can find me at any given moment.
find yourself more intelligent girls to date if you wanna live on the edge.
She's more of a terrorist than a killer. She just wants to drive me insane. So at this juncture, let me dispense a bit of advice to all the kids out there, If you are dating a person and on the second or third date you find yourself in the bathroom talking to the mirror, saying "I think this bitch might be half crazy." Don't stay for dessert. Just get the fuck out.
Thats some scary shit. I think this website is stalking me. Everytime I'm on the internet, there it is in front of me. Everytime and its not even trying to be sneaky about it.
Even weirder-I just updated my journal and it says I have 5 comments already when clearly I have none. Coincidence, I think not.
I need to lay of caffine before bed.
FridgeMagnet
Chicago, IL
November 2004
MAY 18, 2005 11:18 PM