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Refuge for the rational.

Friday, August 13, 2004

The Retro Phone Call 

Do you ever get the retro phone call? These are people that have been out of your life for quite some time and haven't otherwise crossed your mind until suddenly one day the phone rings and you get to experience the joy of digging up memories that you'd been so fortunate to forget and being honestly direct without being outrightly sadistic or rude.

'Do you remember me?'
'I think so'
'What have you been doing?!!'
'Keeping out of trouble'
'Oh yeah?'
'Yes, been very hermetic'
'Wow, you sound really bored.'
'Yeah'
'What's up?'
'Nothing'
'That's what you always said'
'Yes, I suppose I did'
'Ha, it's like you don't want to talk to me'
'Quite honestly I could take it or leave it'
Hard swallow
'Oh, well I should let you go? then?'
'I'm sorry'
'Ok. If you ever feel like getting together, I could give you my number...'
'I have caller ID, I think it's on there'
'Ok, well...'
'Yeah, I have a term paper to write'
'Ok, bye'
'Bye'

I guess I shouldn't be so snide considering there are a few people I haven't talked to in quite a while that I would love to go out for a coffee with. I suppose I just always assume that there would be some kind of indication at the time of the acquaintance as to the type of feelings that are going to last for years of separation and that these feelings would be mutual. Too idealistic, I know, but why can't people like Frank Black ever make the retro phone call...why is it always people you barely knew or had no significant feelings towards or against?

So much for disappearing...


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