You will call me

When I was coming back from Chicago, I called Chris just to let him know that I was coming back. He asked me when I was getting back.

I told him.

Then suddenly I realized it was his sneaky way of saying that he was going to pick me up. The way he would drop a surprise as if he was going to do it anyway, but not tell me.

\”So what would have you done if I had arrived at SFO and hopped on the BART…and didn\’t call you?\” I asked.

\”Well, I think that you would have called me. You can\’t stop talking to me.\” he laughed.

Which is true, because I would have called him the moment I was on the plane. And the moment I got off the plane. And the moment I got into my apartment.