That was...weird
On April first, I sent a text message to my future father-in-law which congratulated him for writing a very funny April Fools article. The next day, I received a text back from him with an attachment.
The message said "White Power," and the image looked like this (without any words). I thought was pretty weird. The message had been sent at 3:54 AM, so it hadn't been April 1 any longer, but maybe it was a crummy attempt at a joke? That didn't make much sense, because 1) Kevin would never make a joke like that, and 2) When he does make a joke, it's usually funny.
So, I showed it to Larra, and she thought it was really really odd and didn't sound like her dad at all. She suggested I call him, because maybe he had been hacked or something. Our idea was that as uncomfortable as it was for me to receive a message like that, it could ruin him if something similar had been sent to any of his business contacts.
The voicemail message I left was one of the strangest and most uncomfortable messages I have ever left, and I've talked to plenty of machines while under the influence (in the hospital). I told him I'd gotten a message from him, and that it had some Nazi stuff in it, and maybe it was a joke that I didn't get, but maybe not because I don't think that's your kind of thing, and anyway I just thought you should know, and I hope you're having fun in San Jose and we'll talk soon about work stuff. We waited most of the day for him to call back, thinking that he pretty much had to respond to a message like that, but I never heard from him.
Finally, late last night, Larra talked to him. He said he hadn't gotten a text message from me since sometime in November. That was weird, since I thought I'd sent him several since then. He also had no voicemail from me, so he asked what phone number I had for him in my contact list. It turns out that I was one digit off when I entered his number into my new phone in January.
Argh.
I don't think I've sent "him" very many messages in the last couple of months, but I have tried to call Kevin several times. I guess I know why "he" never picked up--the owner of the phone I was calling didn't recognize my number. Now, though, I have to wonder about that person. Are they a Neo-Nazi? Are they some moron who thought it would be funny to send Nazi images to someone they've never met? In either scenario, what did they think of that trying-to-be-amused-but-incredulous-and-confused voicemail I left. Is there a group of dudes (I assume it was a dude) sitting around listening to my voicemail repeatedly and cracking up?
So, yeah. That happened.
The message said "White Power," and the image looked like this (without any words). I thought was pretty weird. The message had been sent at 3:54 AM, so it hadn't been April 1 any longer, but maybe it was a crummy attempt at a joke? That didn't make much sense, because 1) Kevin would never make a joke like that, and 2) When he does make a joke, it's usually funny.
So, I showed it to Larra, and she thought it was really really odd and didn't sound like her dad at all. She suggested I call him, because maybe he had been hacked or something. Our idea was that as uncomfortable as it was for me to receive a message like that, it could ruin him if something similar had been sent to any of his business contacts.
The voicemail message I left was one of the strangest and most uncomfortable messages I have ever left, and I've talked to plenty of machines while under the influence (in the hospital). I told him I'd gotten a message from him, and that it had some Nazi stuff in it, and maybe it was a joke that I didn't get, but maybe not because I don't think that's your kind of thing, and anyway I just thought you should know, and I hope you're having fun in San Jose and we'll talk soon about work stuff. We waited most of the day for him to call back, thinking that he pretty much had to respond to a message like that, but I never heard from him.
Finally, late last night, Larra talked to him. He said he hadn't gotten a text message from me since sometime in November. That was weird, since I thought I'd sent him several since then. He also had no voicemail from me, so he asked what phone number I had for him in my contact list. It turns out that I was one digit off when I entered his number into my new phone in January.
Argh.
I don't think I've sent "him" very many messages in the last couple of months, but I have tried to call Kevin several times. I guess I know why "he" never picked up--the owner of the phone I was calling didn't recognize my number. Now, though, I have to wonder about that person. Are they a Neo-Nazi? Are they some moron who thought it would be funny to send Nazi images to someone they've never met? In either scenario, what did they think of that trying-to-be-amused-but-incredulous-and-confused voicemail I left. Is there a group of dudes (I assume it was a dude) sitting around listening to my voicemail repeatedly and cracking up?
So, yeah. That happened.