I needed to renew my passport, so I printed out an application from the government website. There is a section which asks you for the names of two people who are not family, and who can confirm your identity. Why? I guess so they can make sure you're not Al Qaeda, or so that you're not part of some immigrant smuggling scheme. Unless you count that immunization mark on my wife's arm, I am not a party to either.
So I chose Shaun and Chin to confirm my identity. Chris mumbles too much over the phone, Jon probably wouldn't know his own address, and AI is about as easy to reach as the plug behind the oven. Picking those other two was basically a no-brainer.
Anyways, there was an interesting field on the form: "How long have you known this person?" Shaun and I did the math over the phone: I've known him for 15 years. Fifteen years! That's fucking crazy! That would mean that I've known Anth for 17 years! WTF?
I've never been anything for 15 years. High school was 4. University was 3. Even my first career poisition lasted 6 years. But my closest circle of friends ... 15 years? That's fucking crazy!
Growing old sucks hard.