Him (from a phone number in the 703 area code that I don’t recognize): Yo yo yo, question: how easy is it for you to get to boston?
Me: Not too hard, I guess.Â Who are you?
Him: What?Â How could you forget your favorite brothers phone number
Me: It’s easy.Â Why, I don’t even remember having a brother.
Him: Ouch, i think you were nicer as a teenager.Â I just wanted to say sorry for not calling on your bday before it got too tardy.Â I want to make it up to
Him: you.Â Hence the questions.
Me: Hmm… Really, it’s not my birthday, and I have no brother,
Me: So I think you have the wrong number.
Me: Plus, it’s been a long time since I was a teenager, and I’m much nicer now!
Him: Oh you’re right, wrong number.Â Sorry, I thought you were my sister playing coy.
Me: No problem.Â Wish her happy bday from me!
Him: Great to hear it.Â I don’t doubt it for a minute.Â Nice talking to you tonight!
And a note: I rather like the kind of random electronic encounters that modern technologies have brought us.Â This one certainly gave Julie and me a few smiles tonight.
And Happy Birthday to my unknown correspondent’s sister, wherever she may be!