I Finally Got Hold of Bob
I haven't seen or heard from Bob in months, so I decided to call him. I left a message on his cell phone, but Bob did not call back within the requisite 24 hours.
I asked my wife to do me a favor and e-mail Christy, letting her know that I was trying to get hold of Bob. My wife heard back from Christy not long after that, and I was given an assurance that Bob would indeed give me a phone call.
Another day had passed, and still, I had not heard from Bob. This caused some distress, as it begged the question: am I being presumptuous about our long friendship, which dates back to 1992? Maybe I said something that offended Bob last time we met.
Having thought through these questions carefully, I realized that neither could be the case. Surely such an enduring friendship is as meaningful to Bob as it is to me, and I replayed the entire conversation from our last visit in my mind and found nothing offensive or extraordinary in any way. Bob must simply be too busy to call me back.
I thought perhaps that Bob needed a bit of prodding, so I called again and left another message on his cell phone, this time reminding him specifically that we had procured a new Foosball table.
This seems to have worked, as Bob called back the next morning. Unfortunately, my phone was off at the time and I was not able to take the call. Nonetheless, I am confident that this breaking of the cycle of silence all but guarentees that I will be talking to Bob on the phone in the very near future, and the world of the Supreme Aglet is once again in perfect balance.
I asked my wife to do me a favor and e-mail Christy, letting her know that I was trying to get hold of Bob. My wife heard back from Christy not long after that, and I was given an assurance that Bob would indeed give me a phone call.
Another day had passed, and still, I had not heard from Bob. This caused some distress, as it begged the question: am I being presumptuous about our long friendship, which dates back to 1992? Maybe I said something that offended Bob last time we met.
Having thought through these questions carefully, I realized that neither could be the case. Surely such an enduring friendship is as meaningful to Bob as it is to me, and I replayed the entire conversation from our last visit in my mind and found nothing offensive or extraordinary in any way. Bob must simply be too busy to call me back.
I thought perhaps that Bob needed a bit of prodding, so I called again and left another message on his cell phone, this time reminding him specifically that we had procured a new Foosball table.
This seems to have worked, as Bob called back the next morning. Unfortunately, my phone was off at the time and I was not able to take the call. Nonetheless, I am confident that this breaking of the cycle of silence all but guarentees that I will be talking to Bob on the phone in the very near future, and the world of the Supreme Aglet is once again in perfect balance.
posted by The Supreme Aglet at 8:10 AM
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