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(This may or may not be an actual transcript from an actual call-in hotline. Chances are a lot of these conversations have taken place every year, like moths in August)
Operator: Hello, Suicide Prevention HotlineÂ…How can I help?
Caller: It's not worth it anymore.
O: What's not worth it, sir?
C: I mean, you believe it'll all work out in the end and you put everything you have into it and it still comes crashing down around you, year after year.
O: Is this a failed business of yours, sir?
C: No. I wish.
O: Marriage then?
C: No, no. I'm a Hawks fan.
O: Oh I see. Are you alone?
C: Lady I'm a Hawks fan. What do you think?
O: Oh I see. Nothing sharp in the house near you, I hope.
C: No. Sharpest thing I own is my dog Travolta and he supports the Avalanche.
O: So you're very depressed then?
C: I'd say I was depressed the first 10 years or so. After this long? If hell had a basementÂ…
O: You have to look on the bright side, sir.
C: Bright side? You do follow hockey, right?
O: You have to remember the good times.
C: Look, I wasn't even the size of a Junior Mint in 1961 and as for 1992 that was a downright tease. I play the good fan. I go to games. I support my team and I feel optimistic every September for about 12 days, but then every stinking year they break my freaking heart.
O: But you have to believe in something. If you give up believing in something, what to you have left?
C: A Coyotes fan?
O: Sir, no matter how bleak it gets, we have to press onwards.
C: That sounds great lady, but I just don't think I have anything left to hang on to. I would be much happier and this world would be a much better place with one less Chicago Blackhawks fan in existence.
O: But sirÂ…
C: Look lady, I appreciate your effort, but it's probably just my time.
O: Could you hang on one more minute? I have to take this call.
C: (miffed, disgruntled and playfully petting Travolta)
O: Sorry sir, just a Maple Leafs fan. I put him on hold. Now where were we?
C: You probably should take that call.
O: No, it's OK, I canÂ…
C: No really take that call.
O: Are you sure you're OK with that?
C: Look Hun, I may have some issues to deal with here, but even I'm not that depressed.
O: Well, thank you, I will take the call. Feel free to phone back again later.
C: Don't know that I need to. I mean we do have Jonathan Toews and at least we've been to the final.
O: That's the spirit. Take care of yourself.
C: You too. And take care of that Leaf guy.
O: (hangs up)
C: ...poor bastard (hangs up)
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