(9/10) Morning call from Dorothea
Posted: Tue Sep 10, 2024 9:13 am
I’m sound asleep, when something starts to buzz and wakes me up.
Turns out it’s my phone ringing on my bedside table. I assumed it was some spam call because there are just so many right now, but I manage to open my eyes and read No Caller ID.
I pick it up and mumble something into the receiver while trying to quickly get out of the bedroom because my wife is still asleep.
Dorothea responds asking for me, and I mumble an affirmative back at him.
He asks whether I was asleep and I say that I was. He says that you should “rise with the sun,” then recommends that I put my feet on some grass because that’s called keeping yourself “grounded.” (I wonder to myself if he’s telling me I needed to touch grass).
Then he asks me if I’m a technology guy, and I say that I am. I wonder to myself again if he’s just yanking my chain at this point because every conversation we have, he asks me that.
He asks me if I know what a podcast is, and I say that I do. “What is it,” he responds.
I ask him if he knows what the radio is (a frankly dumb question, but I’ve been awake for all of 45 seconds at this point), he gives a flat “yeah,” to indicate that he thinks it’s dumb too.
I say that a podcast is like a radio show for the internet. Dorothea notes that two city slickers want him to do a podcast, but he’s not sure. I tell him that it’ll just be like being on the radio, and someone else will put it on the internet for him, he won’t even have to worry about it.
“You should do it.”
“I gotta go take a shit.”
He’s hung up.
Turns out it’s my phone ringing on my bedside table. I assumed it was some spam call because there are just so many right now, but I manage to open my eyes and read No Caller ID.
I pick it up and mumble something into the receiver while trying to quickly get out of the bedroom because my wife is still asleep.
Dorothea responds asking for me, and I mumble an affirmative back at him.
He asks whether I was asleep and I say that I was. He says that you should “rise with the sun,” then recommends that I put my feet on some grass because that’s called keeping yourself “grounded.” (I wonder to myself if he’s telling me I needed to touch grass).
Then he asks me if I’m a technology guy, and I say that I am. I wonder to myself again if he’s just yanking my chain at this point because every conversation we have, he asks me that.
He asks me if I know what a podcast is, and I say that I do. “What is it,” he responds.
I ask him if he knows what the radio is (a frankly dumb question, but I’ve been awake for all of 45 seconds at this point), he gives a flat “yeah,” to indicate that he thinks it’s dumb too.
I say that a podcast is like a radio show for the internet. Dorothea notes that two city slickers want him to do a podcast, but he’s not sure. I tell him that it’ll just be like being on the radio, and someone else will put it on the internet for him, he won’t even have to worry about it.
“You should do it.”
“I gotta go take a shit.”
He’s hung up.