there I am, sitting on the couch...

Oct 28, 2016 22:15

Joel is over at the new house, and a phone rings. It's not mine; it's right next to me. It's not the landline, so, unless he's forgotten his mobile, which is unlikely but not impossible, it's his work mobile. But it's 9:30pm; that would be unusual. It rings a long time, so I text Joel to let him know his phone rang.

Maybe 10-15 min. later it rang again, but not as long.

He texts back and asks me to check if it's a UK number. I say I will, after Neff gets up from my lap.

About 20 min. later, I see that one of his colleagues from the US has posted on his FB wall: Urgent work-related issue needs to be dealt with ASAP. I'm pretty sure I know who was calling.

Call Joel to tell him this; he doesn't answer before it goes to voicemail, so I don't bother to leave a message but just text him instead: Check your FB, I think Jon is trying to reach you. I reply to Jon's FB post letting him know Joel is over at the new house right now, and that I've tried calling/texting.

Joel texts back; he'll pack up his things and be home in 20 min. His connection is flaky, so can I let Jon know? So I post this info on FB.

What a weirdly bizarre and yet typically 21st C communication event just happened.
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