Someone I don’t know very well asked me for a quiet personal conversation. It was so she could, ostensibly, pick my gadget-grasping brain about some unusual technical needs. She explained, she thinks her husband has been leading a double life for the last 10 years. She was clearly at her wit’s end, hovering in our tete a tete on the edge of tears.

Lots of questions are racing through my brain. Because I am not actually a nice person, the first one is how and why is it I seem to be a magnet for soulful, intimate conversations with folks asking my advice? On the plus side, it means I get to hear all sorts of interesting things.

The second question is wow, do people really have double lives? Scary.

The clear tech question that came out from a rather scattered, upset, non-linear story was about a phone line. Apparently there’s a mysterious extra cable for DSL or an alternative phone line that some dudes doing some other work in their house explained to her.

I am happy to live in the belief that neither M. nor I have another life parallel to this one. Unless sleep counts.

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