Just Short of The Nuclear Launch Codes...

After three weeks of being "out" in the field; meaning even fewer communications - JC called my cell phone Tuesday morning. Having the horrible timing that I do, the call came in while I was on the elevator in my office...so I had no reception and missed his call.

It was great just to hear his voice when I picked up the message. :-)

His message indicated that he'd like me to call him back. When I'm home, and I have everything lined up; that's easy (and by easy, I mean at least all my crap is in one place). Calling from work presented a few challenges.

1. I had to dodge meetings to try and call.
2. A new international calling card had to be purchased and I had to wait for a new 12 digit PIN. (sigh)
3. Dodging of meetings and the Senior Leadership team that are in town this week.
4. JC and I text, so his Afghan cell is in my BlackBerry...but my fried brain didn't want to copy the 14 digit number down onto a piece of scrap paper.
5. I had to dodge more meetings to try and call.

I finally dial the local access number for the calling card, enter my PIN, dial the ginormous country, city and local number for JC's cell...and get a lovely Afghani couple. Who spoke a bit of English and DEFINITELY thought it was great that I was calling from the USA.

Hung up and tried the whole shebang THREE MORE TIMES. Sigh. Downside - no conversation with JC; upside - I have made friends with a lovely couple!

Better luck next time, right?!?!