APPARENTLY, SOMEONE'S OFF THEIR MEDS

I just checked my phone message here at work. One message was from my friend Jane. Another message was from K, a student who missed class and wanted to make up a test. The third was a crank call. The person on the phone had this insanely high pitch voice. It said, "Um Wren, you are a shampooed scum suuuuck! You! Are! A Shampoooooed! Scum! Suck! Get a life and do what your fucking parents want you to do! Little freak!"

I am laughing the whole time I'm listening because a) both content and delivery are hilarious and absurd, and b) I have caller id. I immediately write the phone number down and dial it. Some groggy voice answers:

HIM: "Who is this?"
ME: "I was about to ask you."
HIM: "J"
ME: "J who?
HIM: "J.D."
ME: "Oooh! Okay, thanks." *click*

I know J.D. He's was my student about a year ago. Nice guy, but he has got a serious case of OCD. He once told me he stayed up all night trying to work out a math problem I had assigned. I told him he should never do that again. No math problem I assign is worth staying up all night for. I run into him here and there and we always say hello. Sometimes he's acting like a normal person and sometimes he acts like he forgot to take his meds. The man's got demons though. Like fire-y, red, cloven hoofed demons.