Thursday, November 13, 2008

How to speak to the dead.

I meant to relay this WTF moment that happened to me a month or so ago, but forgot until just now.
A couple of weeks after we got our iPhones, Mr. Awesome and I were heading to Minneapolis. At about 10 in the morning, I get a text:   

I miss you... rest n peace

WTF, I said out loud. Since I had nothing better to do, as I was riding in the car, I replied back. Here's that conversation. The original texter is in italics:

I miss you... rest n peace

I think you have the wrong number.

Who is this

The person u told to rest n peace.

Stephen is the 1 i told to rip

No, you told me. you might want to tell Stephen again.

This was his number when he was alive I didn't know they gave it 2 someone else

---About an hour passes---

Sorry 2 bother u but that was some freaky shit when u texted back

Freaky shit, indeed. Although I don't know what's freakier - that I have a dead guy's phone number, or that someone sent a text message to a dead guy. I guess we all deal with grief in our own way.

1 comment:

  1. When I heard that a friend had died from someone I really didn't know, I texted him, 'i heard you died. is that true?' It was impulsive, but I was looking for an answer. This guy obviously knew his friend was dead. So, we both texted dead people, but he's the freak.