And perhaps too shocked that he's NOW called me to discuss this further, I stammer just a little bit - my brain too busy compiling the list I'm now meant to enumerate as sensitively as I can without turning the poor man into a shut-in. He asks to speak to the Saggable Boss as if on the pretext of a sales call, I'm exasperated, "Kentucky, why the hell are you asking for my boss, you KNOW you're never going to talk to him."
There's a very brief silence after which he doggedly repeats the request, still polite. I'm baffled at this new gambit, was this his version of a Do Over? "Kentucky, STOP pretending, it's ME, I know it's YOU. Are you off your head??"
The voice coughs, "I'm sorry, this ISN'T Kentucky." while still very much sounding like him. I groan, "Grrrr, Kentucky what's wrong with you, are you daft? Seriously you want to talk about this NOW, like THIS??"