STILL NOT SORRY

My connection wasn't juiced so I called the company. They were notorious for being difficult but I was determined not to be angry about it all. The first fellow on the other end was apologetic enough, but still tried to sell me the cable package. The second fellow on the other end was cool enough, but still wasn't who I needed. The third guy was a student. I asked if he was a student, and he bristled, I could tell. He asked, then, if I was a student in polite retaliation. All my information was up for grabs, they needed the passcodes, the last name spellings, the last four of the social, the zip. And to disperse this notion that we are just numbers, I asked if he was in new york. I thought maybe he was in Nebraska (like the lady from AT&T, or St. Louis) or what. "I am in the Philippines," he told me true. What time is it there we determined that it was eleven. The only question when I realized it was eleven here as well was, well am I behind or ahead...? 12 hours He said he was from the future this student solved my measly problem, the lights on the modem blinked the right way, the connection was made, I told him. "Gratitude from the past to the future." Hew solved my problem from 8 or 9 thousand miles away. I'm talking to a stranger so far.