Shortly after her marriage to Prince Charles crumbled like a pack of clumsy corgis falling down a flight of stairs, Princess Diana had enough anger-type feelings raging through heart to make a sane woman get her Waiting to Exhale on and light a car on fire. According to The Daily Beast, former royal reporter Clive Goodman claimed in court Thursday that she decided to get revenge on Prince Charles not through arson (always a smart choice) but by leaking the personal phone numbers of senior royals.
Goodman said that the high-level phone directory, known as the Green Book, which contained the personal phone numbers of senior royals, was sent under plain cover to his office in an envelope with his name on it. Princess Diana called him in person later that day, asking Goodman whether he received it.
Goodman said, “She was going through a very, very difficult time. She told me she wanted me to see the scale of her husband’s staff and household, compared with others.”
Damn! She leaked The Queen’s phone number because she had like, 3 less housekeepers than her ex-husband? That’s crazy and insane and I LOVE IT, because that’s some down and dirty shade. You’ve got to remember – this was back in the early 90s when changing your phone number was a true pain in the ass. You had to pull the Yellow Pages from the closet, find the number for the phone company, call up the phone company, explain 400 times why you needed a new number, get put on hold for half an hour, nearly lose your damn mind from listening to the muzak version of “Damn I Wish I Was Your Lover” over and over again before getting transferred to Pager Support and hung up on. The only thing more stone cold would have been if Diana had fucked with the satellite dish.
And it’s a good thing this happened in 1992 and not 2014, because Michael K would have ran up $19,000 in long-distance charges from repeatedly calling the Queen. “Hey! I’m a friend of your grandson, Prince Hot Ginge, but I lost his phone number. Do you think I could get that from you? Hello? Hello?”