purplepolitician said:

jfenster said:

I was in a meeting, bored at hearing about new network servers our security people were promoting. I started getting alot of phone calls, texts, and facebook messages, but I tried ignoring them as I was in a place I couldn't pay attention to them. i did look at my wife's message when she let me know. I was floored. I couldn't think about anything else. When the meeting ended, I went out to my car and "Purple Rain" was playing on 80s on 8. I started crying and had to drive around until I could get myself together to go back to work.

Yes I was at home getting ready to go out that night, and I sort of put it to the back of my mind that night. It was A bit strange of me how I first dealt with it. I think I was in denial but new it was true at the same time! I got upset a couple of weeks later when It sunk in. And from then on I get sad feelings up to this day.

I was out for dinner with my wife, youngest son and in laws. The early reports were shown on the news on the TV in the bar. Was quite the shock. Tried to get on the org to see if there was any confirmation but at that point the org was dead too, I assume it was overwhelmed with visitors trying to find more news.

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Yes.

In the midst of a brnad new project about to happen, in a very very very important meeting !

halfway the meeting that went terrific (too good to be true), my phone strted to vibrate in my jacket.

A collegue signed languaged me from the other side of the table that I should check my phone,

which i already felt was burning hot in my jacket.

Out fo curiousity I left the meeting with a false excuse and started reading all the messages.

I had a sick father in the hospital at that point and was scared for bad news (which wasn't the cas), it was other bad news coming in 'like a dog in heat'.

When i drove home, I cried in the car, and could possibly not comprehend, what actually had happened.

I stayed home the next day from work.

Worst April days of my life.

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Working at home, sitting at my desk. Saw the rumours start on Twitter about ambulances and police called to Paisley, didn't even consider it could be Prince himself - had never even imagined he'd be living there, thought he'd have a grand house somewhere in Minnesota - and then the news started to develop and I went numb. My wife came home from work about an hour later and I told her the news when she came in, then broke down in tears.

It was Thursday, around 5:30pm.

I'd not long been home from work, sitting on the couch drinking a coffee & my friend texted asking if I'd heard, I was hoping it was a hoax.

I didn't cry that day, that came in the days, weeks and months to follow. I grieved for Prince the way I had my parents, it was strange (but true).

[Edited 11/6/20 7:51am]

just woke up and watching morning sports news on ESPN when at the bottom of the screen it scrolled across: "DEATH CONFIRMED AT PAISLEY PARK STUDIOS"

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I was at work and received a text from my best friend, who went with me to our first Prince concert (Purple Rain tour) stating 'Tell me it's not true'. I went searching from there and was just floored. I left work early and came early. Pulled out my Prince bootleg DVD collection and watched concerts for the rest of the day until I went to bed late.

To add, that best friend passed away the following year.

I had pulled an all nighter working on some video or animation project. An artist friend was also working to complete a video on a deadline in the same room. He wasn't a Prince fanatic. I checked prince.org at some point in the morning and someone had spotted an ambulance at Paisley. That was it for a little while. Didn't know who the ambulance was for. I then got the horrible play by play. I remember TMZ had the complete story first that morning... and I doubted it because no one else reported it in that moment.

What the hell does the word "Ambulance" mean?

Unlike usually, I remember so clearly where I was and what I was doing. My wife and I had gone for a little getaway in a mountain cabin. I was just finishing a phone conference when my wife thrust her phone to my face, where it said: Prince esta muerto! I had just lost a close friend, prematurely, the year before and funny enough, the feeling of loosing Prince was the same. Someone who (by no choice of his ) had been a big part of my life and character for over three decates had gone and I genuinly grieved him. Since then I have gotten to know him much better, that is, what his person was and mostly, that has been comforting. I make his words mine; Peace & be wild!

I was in bed waiting for urgent surgery(3 weeks). I had a ruptured disc in my neck and could not lay flat and was in pain and miserable. I was on 3 different medications for the pain. My son sent me a text saying somebody was hurt at PP. I turned on CNN and seen the news and I lost it screaming. My husband ran into the room and by then I was on the floor still screaming and he kept asking me if I need 911 for my neck. I finally pulled it together and pointed to the TV and and I will NEVER forget that day. worst yr of my life. I now get to walk around with a plate and 6 screws in my neck. Life as I knew it will never be the same again. The pain from Prince being gone is like a family member. I had been a fan since 1980. I went to 5 concerts and in 2018 we did go to PP.

I know exactly where I was at to the second. I was at a early baseball game, Braves vs the Dodgers in Atlanta at Turner Field. It was an absolutely beautiful day...and then I started getting the text from friends and family members "Is something wrong with Prince", "Omigod is it true?", and the final crushing one I sent out in a group text after checking news services:

"It's true, he's gone".

It started to slowly spread through the stadium as the game went on. I was devastated as friends and other people seated near me asked me if I was alright. It was a day that started so beautifully and ended so terribly. I'll never forget it. I always thought it was kind of self serving and a little pretentious to get worked up by the passing of a celebrity that you never knew personally but I learned a hard lesson that day, I was crushed.

I have a picture of myself in my Yasiel Puig Dodgers jersey sitting in front of the Jackie Robinson 42 memorial in front of Turner field with the biggest smile I own on my face. It was taken 45 minutes before the news. The world can turn on a dime my friends.

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i had just come back from my lunch break and my coworker walks up and says "we just heard on the radio that Prince......died?..." and my mind went to that emergency plane landing. i spent the day in shock and took off the next day to scream a lot.

At home late afternoon ( I'm French) the same friend that told me me about David Bowie's death,called me and asked me if I heard the news.