I’ve been working on a mystery since last Friday. I have a friend who is very bad about returning phone calls. Horrible in fact. Don’t know why I keep him as a friend at all actually but that’s beside the point.

About a month ago I called him but couldn’t leave a message because the machine was full. A few weeks later I tried to call him at work but there was an answering machine there too. That was unusual. Last Friday I tried to call him at work again. This time the receptionist picked up. I asked for my friend. She claimed that no one by that name worked there. I was a bit stunned by this. He has worked there for around 10 years. He’s the music director at a church so it isn’t like he’s working for a 600 person company where the receptionist might not have ever heard of him. She wasn’t very friendly either.

So, I called my little brother. He’s always up for some detective work and subterfuge. He agreed to call there and ask for my friend. My brother also works for a church so it could be semi-official. He asked what I wanted him to say if he got through. I suggested, “My sister wants me to kick your ass.” But he decided that if he was being semi-official that might not be the most prudent message. I’m a bit worried that working at a church might be turning my brother into a Christian but that’s a whole other post. But it was all for naught because when he called the other church had the answering machine on again.

Fast forward to yesterday. There is a message on my phone from my wayward friend. It says, “I’m on my way to work.” So I call him there. I get the same receptionist. She recognizes my voice. She gets nasty with me. I get sort of nasty back explaining that my friend has worked there for 10 years doing music. She claims no knowledge. I know it isn’t a wrong number because I programmed the phone the last time I talked to him at church and she answered the phone with the name of the church.

I talked to him briefly after that because he was actually still at home. He said that he did still work there so I know I’m not the crazy one. He has no idea why they are claiming he doesn’t exist.

One Reply to “A mystery”

  1. The answer is that you were calling another dimension, a place where time and space are but variables, a place known as The Twilight Zone (bumpy people, bumpy people, bumpy people…)

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