Wacko/Pathetic Ex's

So, my phone rings at 11:00 Sunday night and caller ID shows that the call is from one of the local hospitals. The options, in no particular order, run through my mind:

(a) I’d had ankle surgery a couple days earlier so perhaps it was some wacko follow up call.
(b) Both my parents are in their 80’s, so perhaps something terrible had happened.
© Wrong number.
(d) Who the hell knows.

After fumbling around with the phone, I can hear someone at the other end. It’s my ex, demanding that I go to the hospital and give him a ride home. This is ridiculous for a number of reasons, including, but not limited to:

(a) We broke up eight years ago.
(b) He’s married.
© He’s been in and out of rehab for alcohol and prescription drugs over the last few years.
(d) He’s separated and living with a roommate.
(e) He has family in the immediate area.
(f) The last time he called me, several months ago, I made it clear I’m not his friend and not interested in helping him in any way shape or form.

When he called me months ago, I told him, truthfully, that I have a boyfriend, that I’m very happy, and that I cannot be “friends” with him.

None of this apparently mattered to him, as he demanded that I send someone to pick him up, even if it’s my boyfriend. What. the. fuck??? I don’t know whether to be pissed off or to feel sorry for him. Having had my own issues with alcohol, I understand very well how selfish and self-centered and manipulative addicts are. I should have told him to fuck off. I am going to call one of his friends to find out what’s going on with him and to decide if I need to change my number. I want nothing to do with this loser.

So, what are your wacko/pathetic ex stories???

My favorite was a guy when I was young and dumb that I was about to break up with over his drinking and mean temper. We had a fight over it, he stormed out, and at 3 am I get a collect call from him from jail asking me to bail him out because he got drunk and mean and the woman that he has just cheated on me with had called the cops on him and had him arrested. I didn’t know that I could come up with such a nasty laugh.

Been five years, almost six months since we split, about 3 months shy of the fifth anniversary of our divorce being final and I haven’t laid eyes on her since I saw her in court the day after I’d filed an Order For Protection against her.

Be quite happy to never see her again. If she were to call, I’d answer just to laugh at her, slam down the phone in her ear and block her calls.

I have about a 1/2 to 3/4 inch thick stack of letters and e-mails that she sent to my divorce attorney until he finally threatened to file harassment charges against her. Alleging that I’d been seen in her neighborhood, that she was afraid to so much as step outside to get her mail, that everyone knew that I was a dangerous psychopath, that she wanted me to agree in writing to never set foot in the city of Minneapolis again (where her house was and where I’d lived for 17.5 years) or in an outlying township that she knew I considered “home” (because a cousin of hers lived in the neighboring township), blah blah blah.

As I’ve said many times on this board, she’s certified as being completely insane by the Federal Government. (ie, she’s on SSDI for mental illness)