My best friend, the Captain, has had one hell of a month.
A few weeks ago, he had an overnight in Austin and as is the case whenever he has 24 hours off, he went out with part of his crew. Around 2 AM, he and the first officer were walking back to their hotel from 6th Street when a car came out of nowhere, hit the Captain, knocking him unconscious. Adding insult to injury (and injury to injury), three guys get out of the car and start beating the living shit out of his unconscious body.
The FO, a short distance back, fought off two of the men, getting injured himself. He didn't have a description of the men, the car, or anything, which still sounds a bit fishy to me, but I wasn't there.
The Captain woke up in the ER a few hours later with a fractured skull, a dislocated shoulder, and a couple of hellacious black eyes. The wonderful docs in the ER (do no harm) loaded him up with morphine, got him to sign his credit card receipt, and loaded him in a cab back to his hotel.
Upon returning home to Indy, he had to deal with all of the workman's comp issues, and not being able to return to work for a couple of weeks. In the interim, he came across a text message from his live in girlfriend (I decided not to chastise him for looking through her phone) bitching about having to take care of him and not being able to go on a cruise they had planned later this month (they just returned from a week in Hawaii last month). This led to a fight, which led to her deciding to move out.
The next day, he found out that a cousin, who had colon cancer, had passed away.
The Captain and I talk a lot anyway, but I've been on the phone with him several times over the past few days, just to make sure that he's staying sane. Today was especially hard because it was the day his girlfriend moved her stuff out of his house.
It's enough to drive a guy to drink. Since he's got next week off (it was the week they were supposed to go on the cruise), I'm trying to convince him to come to San Antonio and drink with me during Fiesta.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
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Man, that's a whole lot of suck.
It sounds like a solid plan to help him have a little break and some good friendship, but based on your last post (coincidentally involving looking at other people's phones), I wonder if you need the fellowship that comes along with knocking back a few coldies just as much as he does.
Just a thought.
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