REAL Crazy

Ran into an old classmate from high school & college. I had heard he was a manic-depressive and had some problems with his business & marriage, but I hadn't seen him in at least 10 years. When I walked into the Gin Mill, there he was, sitting by himself - so I said hello & sat next to him. For the next hour he talked about our old mutual acquaintances, the locals and then, his wife & work situation. She had been cooking his books and skimming thousands off the top, which brought about a lot of trouble between them. Seems he's doing OK now, but he then he said something that made the hair stand up on my arm: "I told her the next time she fucks up, I'm coming for her. She knows she can't stop me and I told her 'it's OK, I'm going with you. It will be alright, we're both going' - it all depends on how long she wants to see her kids grow up." He said he wouldn't make it in prison, so he would kill her then off himself. Then he smiled and laughed and bought me a shot.




Seldom do things disturb me like that, but that sent a chill up my spine.

Real crazy is DEFINITELY out there, maybe closer than you think.