Time passes

[This is very appropriate given my latest attempts at updating this blog.]

I got a random call this morning from a number that wasn't registered. The other party hung up before I could answer but it was more rings than the infamous "one-ring con" calls.

After a while I called back to see who my potential interlocutor was. It turned out it was someone whom I hadn't been in contact for an age (you'll see a lower bound on how big that age is below) and hadn't gotten around to migrating his contact details to my upgraded phone. The conversation went something like this (I'm blue):

• Hello
• Hello?
• Err...you called me earlier... ?
• Ah yes, that was my kid playing with the phone. Sorry.
  
• Your kid ?
• Yes, it's James, my kid was playing with the phone.
• James! It's been a while! How are you doing ? Sorry, did you say "kid" ?
• Yes, 1.5 years old.
• Kid... ? 1.5 years old... ?
• Yes.
• Wow! Congratulations!
• Thanks!
• So, ummm, I guess that means that you are married then?
• Yes!
• Wow! Congratulations!
• Thanks.
• Are you still playing pool ?
• Yes, I still go to the old place, sometimes I even take the young one.
• Wow!
• We should hook up sometime.
• Definitely.
• Pop in at the old place sometime.
• Right, will do.
• Seeya.
• Bye.

Apart from my horrible communication skills this conversation really brings home how quickly time is passing by. I mean, the last time I saw James, he wasn't even dating...