Ridiculous was three exits back.

So right as I'm getting ready to go back to New York for a week, for some reason, the military conscription office (they don't recruit people into the military here in Greece, except in the loosest sense of the word) called my aunt, even though I'd given them all my information back at the end of last month.

The message I'd gotten then: sometime this year I'd have to go to boot camp.

The message my aunt got today: I've got to go to boot camp right away.

And in the same phone call, the lady calling my aunt said "I'm on vacation in August, get back to me in September.

Right hand, meet left hand. The two of you get f@$&ing acquainted and call me back when you've got your goddamn stories straight.