Dave attempted suicide yesterday.
Who is Dave?
They have possibly a body shop running out of the garage on this property, and Dave is one of the guys who hangs around. He was intoxicated when I spoke to him about 2 in the afternoon, and asking me for a favor. I was not real solicitous, but I did try to get him what he wanted. (He wanted a phone book with his friends of the last name of “Daphne” in it. I produced a phone book, but it had no one with the spelling Dave gave.)
I come back an hour later, and he’s gone and rescue is here taking information on the body shop chemicals Dave ingested in a suicide attempt.
I’m sorry I wasn’t nicer to him. Everyone’s fighting some kind of battle.