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The secret ingredient? MY BALLS
Here's another one (anybody with a significant other will definitely "feel" this one)...
When I was still dating my ex, she went out with a few of her friends to somebody's birthday party. I didn't know who the birthday girl was, so I wasn't invited and ended up staying at home. Around 7PM that night, I get a call from a girl who definitely wasn't my girlfriend. It was one of her friends, sounding quite the nervous wreck. I asked her what was wrong and she said, and I'll never forget this...
"(My ex's name goes here) just got into an accident. She was driving on the highway, passed out and hit a wall. She's in the emergency room right now. You should come quick."
I was fucking freaking out. I thought my girlfriend was going to die and I didn't know what to do. I pictured the worst, you know? All sorts of broken bones, smashed up face, severe injuries, the whole works. I was scared to death and was trying soooo hard not to cry and freak out. So, I ran downstairs, grabbed my car keys, went outside and...no car. I forgot that my car was in the shop. Also, my parents weren't home so I couldn't use their car either.
I started calling my parents cell phones...no answer. I started calling all of my friends...no answer. I was fit to kill somebody at this moment. Then, thankfully, my parents pulled into the driveway. I was too much of a mess to be driving a car, so my dad drove me to the hospital.
When I got to the hospital, I ran up to the desk and asked where my girlfriend was. As the nurse (secretary?) was looking up the information, one of my girlfriend's friends called my name. I looked over and about 8 or 9 girls were sitting in the waiting room and my girlfriend's mom was there too. I ran over and everyone looked perfectly fine, like nothing had happened, so I was kind of confused. I'm still upset beyond all belief at this point. My heart had been racing ever since the phone call and I felt like throwing up. I thought my girlfriend was going to die, you know?
So, her mom takes a sip of her coffee and goes, "It's ok (Chef), she's fine"...
Obviously, I'm a little confused. Her mom then says, "She got a migraine, started feeling a little dizzy, and as she was pulling her car off of the road, she scraped the median divider. They're just giving her some medication right now. She'll be out in a few minutes."
I'm like :wtf:
So, I turned to the friend that had called me. The one that said...
"She was driving on the highway, passed out and hit a wall. She's in the emergency room right now. You should come quick."
I was mad as hell. I yelled at her so hard..."How in the FUCK can you tell someone that their girlfriend PASSED OUT AND HIT A WALL and is IN THE EMERGENCY ROOM?!?!?! You said COME QUICK!!! I thought she was going to die you STUPID BITCH!!!"
So, time passed, my girlfriend came out and all was well. That was the single most scariest thing I've ever felt in my life. The feeling of believing that my loved one was in a life or death situation was something I wouldn't wish upon my worst of enemies. Thankfully, it was all just a false alarm and she was fine though.
When I was still dating my ex, she went out with a few of her friends to somebody's birthday party. I didn't know who the birthday girl was, so I wasn't invited and ended up staying at home. Around 7PM that night, I get a call from a girl who definitely wasn't my girlfriend. It was one of her friends, sounding quite the nervous wreck. I asked her what was wrong and she said, and I'll never forget this...
"(My ex's name goes here) just got into an accident. She was driving on the highway, passed out and hit a wall. She's in the emergency room right now. You should come quick."
I was fucking freaking out. I thought my girlfriend was going to die and I didn't know what to do. I pictured the worst, you know? All sorts of broken bones, smashed up face, severe injuries, the whole works. I was scared to death and was trying soooo hard not to cry and freak out. So, I ran downstairs, grabbed my car keys, went outside and...no car. I forgot that my car was in the shop. Also, my parents weren't home so I couldn't use their car either.
I started calling my parents cell phones...no answer. I started calling all of my friends...no answer. I was fit to kill somebody at this moment. Then, thankfully, my parents pulled into the driveway. I was too much of a mess to be driving a car, so my dad drove me to the hospital.
When I got to the hospital, I ran up to the desk and asked where my girlfriend was. As the nurse (secretary?) was looking up the information, one of my girlfriend's friends called my name. I looked over and about 8 or 9 girls were sitting in the waiting room and my girlfriend's mom was there too. I ran over and everyone looked perfectly fine, like nothing had happened, so I was kind of confused. I'm still upset beyond all belief at this point. My heart had been racing ever since the phone call and I felt like throwing up. I thought my girlfriend was going to die, you know?
So, her mom takes a sip of her coffee and goes, "It's ok (Chef), she's fine"...
Obviously, I'm a little confused. Her mom then says, "She got a migraine, started feeling a little dizzy, and as she was pulling her car off of the road, she scraped the median divider. They're just giving her some medication right now. She'll be out in a few minutes."I'm like :wtf:
So, I turned to the friend that had called me. The one that said...
"She was driving on the highway, passed out and hit a wall. She's in the emergency room right now. You should come quick."
I was mad as hell. I yelled at her so hard..."How in the FUCK can you tell someone that their girlfriend PASSED OUT AND HIT A WALL and is IN THE EMERGENCY ROOM?!?!?! You said COME QUICK!!! I thought she was going to die you STUPID BITCH!!!"
So, time passed, my girlfriend came out and all was well. That was the single most scariest thing I've ever felt in my life. The feeling of believing that my loved one was in a life or death situation was something I wouldn't wish upon my worst of enemies. Thankfully, it was all just a false alarm and she was fine though.
that goes down where and when guns are in play! :anonymous I learned my lesson a long time ago! :hatsoff:
