Kalling A Fraternity Brother

Guess what I did last Friday?

NO,

Not that !!!

No, what I did was totally Debbie Gibson Out of The Blue,

I called one of my fraternity brothers !!!

Yeah …

Surprised the daylights out of me, too.

Now,

To date …

I haven’t spoken, nor seen as far as I know,

Any of my fraternity brothers …

Since the whole sex change thing and all, ya know.

Though I did correspond via e-mail with a very kewl one a while back,

But if I’m not mistaken …

I owe him an e-mail response,

And it’s like 16 months overdue.

Typical Amy.

Anyways …

I didn’t actually end up speaking with the fraternity brother I called today,

As I was directed to his voicemail,

So it’s really a non-event.

But still,

I figured I’d share with you what led me to punching his office digits.

You see,

I have a case where I need an expert witness,

And it’s not one of my typical criminal cases,

But a civil case.

So I was going to through my list of resources for the particular expert witness I was searching and …

’J-Lo and behold,

There was his name.

Hmmm

I thought.

It’s definitely him, because seeing his name reminded me that he worked in the field I was seeking,

But should I call him?

I contemplated it for a good one second,

And then decided,

Why not?

What’s the harm in checking to see if a fraternity brother can make a nickel or two off a case?

Heck, he probably doesn’t even know who I am now.

Personally, it’s hard for me to imagine that many know …

Though in reality,

It’s good gossip material …

So several probably do.

Whatever.

Anyways,

Since we didn’t connect I don’t know whether he knows or not,

But I’m curious to see if I get a return call.

Of course,

I left my name,

Not Joe’s …

So since I lack Joe’s name recognition,

I might not get the return call as promptly as he would.

We’ll see.

Update: ’K … I didn’t get a return call as much as I could tell, at least I never received a return voicemail message. However, it’s very possible that since I was a cold call inquiry and my call was made Friday, hearing back Tuesday or Wednesday would not be unreasonable, nonetheless, I wanted to check this item off the to-do list, so I figured I’d call him again … first thing Tuesday morning. This time I didn’t get voicemail, but got a live body, who eventually routed me to him. It was definitely my fraternity brother … voice sounds the same. He’s a good guy, I always enjoyed talking with him before, so it was really a challenge for me not to get into the whole … “Hey, how ya doing?” … line of discussion or respond with my subtle, yet tasteless “Nothing … anymore … ever.“-answer to the “What’s up?” query. Anyways, I’ve been scrambling today to get some things done, so I went straight into some screening questions to see if he could help me and never got into to the whole who I was or wasn’t thing at all. He was very professional, very courteous … I do wish I had time to say “Hey, it’s me” and chat with him a bit. But I didn’t today. And he gave no clue that he knew who I was, though really … I sorta, kinda sensed he did.