Hunting Hubby

[Svenskaflicka]

OK, instead of the pacing up and down thread, here's a thread with all the facts and updates on my hunt to find Hubby:

What we know so far:

• He was supposed to take a plane from NY to Paris on Saturday.
• He was supposed to take a plane from Paris to Stockholm on SUnday.
• He was supposed to arrive in Stockholm either in the middle of trhe day or in the afternoon.
• Last time I spoke to him was on Friday. He looked forward to the trip.
• I have contacted the American Embassy in Paris, and they adviced me to call the police.
• I've called the police in Sweden, and reported Hubby as Missing.
• The police in Sweden are co-operating with an international unit, making sure that Hubby is searched for within all the countries of the Shengen Union. They will call me back later today.
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  What I'd like to do now:
  1. Get in touch with his brothers/sister. I have been givien a list of people with the same surname as Hubby within 2 different regions in his state. I might need more. I will call them in the afternoon, hoping that with the time difference, they will be awake by then - but not gone for work already.
  2. I want to get in touch with people at his work. This is tricky, because he works at an airport, and for security reasons, they don't give out informaiton about their employees. The Swedish police will be getting in touch with them, they said, and hopefully the airport will talk to the police. Mhari has also offered to get in touch with her sister, who works for an airport, and maybe this way we might find out something. What I want to know is a) did he leave NY? When? and b) is there a way of getting in touch with his person-to-call-in-case-of-emergency?
  3. I've called about 10 different hospitals in his town. They say they haven't got a patient with his name. I'll call the others, too, to be on the safe side. Mum is going to call the hospitals in Stockholm, to make sure he hasn't been committed to any of them. I hope th police in France will contact the Parisian hospitals, otherwise I need to find Hubby's family, so they can find his relative in Paris, so that HE can call the hospitals in Paris.
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     I feel that I'm very close to having to visit the emergency psychiatric care, but I'll hold on just a bit longer. I feel better looking for Hubby instead of just waiting for the police to get in touch with me.
     
     Besudes, I've got a ticke to see Harry Potter & The Prisoner of Azkaban tonight. I don't have time to have a nervous breakdown until after that. Seeing as the movie is a rather dark, that might be a triggering factor, but in that case, I'll just take a taxi up to the hospital.

 

[neonlyte]

Svenska
My own thinking, for what it is worth, is to firmly establish his movements.

It is very nearly three days, I would call the police immediately and insist they confirm whether or not he left the US. This ought not be difficult to establish, Police and Airlines work 24 hours a day, someone in the US will be able to confirm whether or not he left US, on what flight and to where.

I would also insist the Swedish police obtain personnell details from his employers, that would possibly give you some of the missing family details.

You must insist they do this immediately. Then you can move onto the next step.

I'm willing that this has a happy outcome.

NL

 

[Svenskaflicka]

UPDATE

I've talked to the police. They have made sure that he's now wanted in Europe, BUT no police will go out to actively look for him, they will only doublecheck everyone they find to see if it's him.

They had talked to American Express, but they couldn't do anything without Hubby's address. I gave them his address, and they are going to try again.

The police is also going to call his work, and try to wiggle the info out of those guys.

Mum's coming by to hold my hand while I go through this.

 

[Svenskaflicka]

HUBBY FOUND!!!!!!!!!!!!!

UPDATE:

Just received another call from the police, who had managed to squeeze information out of the people at his work. Apparently, today, at ??.?? am/pm/whateverm, Hubby had logged into the database and booked a flight from Boston to London, to leave in the middle of today.

Hopefully, this means that he'll be in London by late afternoon, and here in Sweden no later than tomorrow evening. I left another message on his answering machine, asking him to call me before he leaves Boston, though I have little hope he will, and frankly, I'd rather wait to talk to him until he's over here, where I can tie him down and yell at him for hours.

I'll post a confirmation when I have managed to track him down, but as far as we know now, he's alive and well... which he will remain to be until he finally arrives here.

I want to thank each and everyone who have helped me, and ask you to do one last thing for me: go to Boston airport, look for a gorgeous, black guy, ask him if he's got a Swedish girlfriend that he should have visited several days ago, and then kick him in the groin as hard as you can.

 

[cloudy]

Good news!

It's much easier on the soul to be angry than to be worried shitless.

Give 'em a kick for the rest of us!

 

[Mhari]

Yay!! So glad to hear this! I'll recall my request from my sister.

That lad deserves a thorough ass-kicking once he gets there, I tell ya!

~M

 

[CrazyyAngel]

He ... thats great news.

And yeah ... kick the shit out of him if he doesnt come up with a very, very good explanation ...

CA

 

[English Lady]

*Hugs* you must be relieved.

I hope he's rehersing his excuse right now!

take care and don't batter him TOO much. *grins*

 

[Guest]

Well, TFFT!

As Cloudy said, anger is much easier to cope with than anguish and despair.

Give him a good kicking, the silly sod!

Lou

 

[RenzaJones]

I'm glad he's ok. I hope he has one hell of a good explaination

 

[neonlyte]

Hmm, three days. Long enough to think of an excuse to convince Svenska... I don't think so. I am so pleased not to be a Sweden bound black guy.

Excuses you should discount:
1. The Red Sox went into overtime, I had to stay to the end.
2. I fell asleep on the plane, they took me back to America.
3. My alarm didn't go off.
4. We had three feet of snow, the airport was closed.
5. I couldn't remember if I had shut the gas off, I had to go back to check - after I arrived in Paris.
6. I confused the 9th for the 6th, they look so similar.
7. My passport was out of date and all the phone lines were down.
8. My brother took me for a farewell drink, I got drunk - for three days.
9. The taxi driver was a foreigner, he couldn't find the airport.
10. I was mistaken for "famous black actor" and had to sign loads of autographs.

Let us know the real excuse, and don't leave bruises.

NL

 

[Lukie]

give us the excuse please!

How does someone miss a flight and not call or inform people...can't wait to hear....

 

[angela146]

Let us know the real excuse, and don't leave bruises.

Um... Why not?

 

[Virtual_Burlesque]

If I were "Hubby" my excuse would be:

I was mistaken for a Black Muslin with ties to al Queda, arrested in John Kennedy International Airport, taken to Washington, and began the process of being rendered to Syria for a rigorous interview by Authorities there.

I escaped by wrapping my jockey shorts over my head and pretending to be one of a CDC decontamination team checking for anthrax.

I squeezed myself into a size 18 Stewardess’s uniform and hopped the next flight to Orly in Paris, only having to fend off the advances of three chauvinistic businessmen and one rather earnest woman.

Baring further complications, I should arrive at Stockholm International Airport later today, get out of drag, and be home by 7:30 GMT.

 

[Lovepotion69]

Svenska,
At least they have tracked him down! I do hope things will turn out ok and do keep us updated.

/LP

 

[Colleen Thomas]

Re: If I were "Hubby" my excuse would be:

I was mistaken for a Black Muslin with ties to al Queda, arrested in John Kennedy International Airport, taken to Washington, and began the process of being rendered to Syria for a rigorous interview by Authorities there.

I escaped by wrapping my jockey shorts over my head and pretending to be one of a CDC decontamination team checking for anthrax.

I squeezed myself into a size 18 Stewardess’s uniform and hopped the next flight to Orly in Paris, only having to fend off the advances of three chauvinistic businessmen and one rather earnest woman.

Baring further complications, I should arrive at Stockholm International Airport later today, get out of drag, and be home by 7:30 GMT.

LOL,

Burley, that was fab

-Colly

 

[Guest]

Goodgod! what an experience reading this thread. Happy for you, Flicka. Full of dread (+ anger) for hubb.

P.

 

[cantdog]

The poor bastid.

The poor, poor bastid.

 

[Svenskaflicka]

HUBBY FOUND

Hubby called at about 7.40 pm.


"Hey...sweetheart..?"

"Where are you?"

"I'm at home. I'm leaving for the airport in a minute."

"To go to London. When will you be in Stockholm?"

"How did..? Ehm... Tomorrow morning."

"Good. Then take a train up here. Where have you been?" [KINDLY NOTICE LACK OF CUSSING HERE!!!]

"At a funeral."

"At a funeral???"

"My cousin. The funeral was yesterday."

"What happened?"

"He died!"

"I sure hope he did, or he's not gonna like the fact that you buried him!"

"Ha, ha - NOT funny. Anyway, he died on Saturday, and the whole family went down to Alabama for the funeral, and we returned this morning."

"And it never occurred to you that you should call your girlfriend and let her know that you weren't coming?"

"My phone died..."

"And there were no phones in the entire state of Alabama???"

"Ehm...yeah, well... sorry..."

"Just get on the plane and come over here! Oh - and one little warning: don't get into any trouble while you're in London. The Interpol is looking for you."

"What???"

"Yeah, that's right! I called the police!"

"Svenska!" [OK, HE SAID MY NAME; BUT WE'LL KEEP THAT A SECRET, SHALL WE?]

"That's right. I called the police, they contacted the Interpol, and now you're wanted in every country in the Shengen Union of Europe! ALSO, I called 9 hospitals in Boston, to make sure you weren't in any of them, I had a friend call the hospitals in NY, to make sure you weren't THERE, and I've been calling everyone in the state of XX by the name of XXXXXX, to find out if they're your relatives, because I was hoping they could help me find you, OR perhaps they could help me get in contact with your relative in Paris, so that HE could call the hospitals in Paris, IN CASE you were in one of those!"

"Oh, God..."

"AND, the police asked me if this was the type of thing you normally do, or if you're the type of man who calls often, and me, I told them oh, my boyfriend might be thoughtless sometimes, and forgetful, but there's NO WAY he'd let me sit here and worry about him for 4 days without calling me! - gee, was I wrong!!!"

"Hmm..."

"I've been worrying about you or 4 days! I didn't even know if you were ALIVE! I was THIS CLOSE to have to go to the emergency psychiatric care, because I was close to having a nervous breakdown! Now, there are only two things that could possibly explain you doing this to me, and that is `death´or `coma´!"

"Well, there was A death, just not mine..."

"That's not good enough! Now get on that plane, and come over here, so I can yell at you FOR REAL!!!"

"You're not gonna hit me, are you?"

"I'm considetring it!"

"Ow..!"

"No, I won't beat you, I'll do something much worse!"

"Like...what..?"

"You'll see! Now get over here!!!"


... and that's when the battery in his phone died. I finished getting dressed, and went to see Harry Potter & The Prisoner of Azkaban. Mum stayed by a while, since she was getting a ride home with dad, and she called Hubby and he said that he was on his way to the airport.

He should be here by tomorrow evening.

 

[Svenskaflicka]

Oh, and I DID call the police and told them that Hubby had turned up, so they could call off the search.

 

[Guest]

For the umpteenth time: You need to write your memoirs, Flicka. P.

(Glad he's alive, wonder if he'll be glad tomorrow )

 

[Clare Quilty]

UPDATE:

Just received another call from the police, who had managed to squeeze information out of the people at his work. Apparently, today, at ??.?? am/pm/whateverm, Hubby had logged into the database and booked a flight from Boston to London, to leave in the middle of today.

There was never any cause for worry. I'm sure the whole mishap resulted from differing timezones. You, I assume, live in the CEST timezone. Your hubby was obviously operating on CPT.

 

[neonlyte]

Oh, and I DID call the police and told them that Hubby had turned up, so they could call off the search.

Ah, that's a shame - after what you went through.

I'm pleased for you that he is safe, at least until he arrives in Sweden.

NL

 

[angela146]

Svenska, dear, I am *soooooo* happy for you!!!!!!

It has to be a major relief!

If it were my hubby, I would *quite literally* bend him over something and use a leather strap on him as I lectured him. I think you will find a lot of support from folks here for whatever method of torture you choose.

To me an eight hour delay with no call is totally unacceptable. Four days is beyond my imagination.

A big hug to you...

 

[cloudy]

Too bad you didn't warn him about the hit (to his groin) that you'd put out on him....or maybe not too bad.

Beware Random Litsters in Airports.