One day I was in my office and a friend of mine was there visiting. I get a phone call and the man on the phone is whispering, "I have watched enough CSI and Cops to know what I'm talking about here. So listen."

Of course he has my attention and all sorts of things are running through my mind. He proceeds to tell me that he knows that something terrible has taken place and someone has locked a woman up in a unit, the 5th one from the end in the first building.

He said that he lives in the house just East of us and that he can hear her banging to get out. I walk outside and begin to walk down the fence to the unit in question. He says, "I can hear her banging, trying to get out. To escape! Do you understand what I'm saying. ESCAPE!" About that time I'm standing next to the unit and I tell him that I am not hearing anything. He says "Liar! I've been lied to before. You have to be able to hear that." I know this is all very sad actually but SURREAL none the less.

My friend who was in the office with me has gotten curious about what's going on and comes walking down the isle behind me and the man on the phone starts screaming in horror film-esk style, "Turn around! There's someone behind you!" He is breathing really hard and is seriously frightened for my safety and I have to tell him that it's just my friend. I calm him down and manage to end the phone call with a "I'll keep an eye on things."

He has never called back and the only thing I can figure is that his guardians were out of the house and he was low on meds as I've been here for 4 years and never gotten a call from this neighbor before.

Wow....what drama. A friend of mine, when I tell him these stories from day to day says "How can there be so much drama at a storage facility? It's just a bunch of garages in a parking lot." Oh how little he knows.