I keep an office at home so I don't have to go in to the company office unless absolutely necessary because
Now, let me elaborate that this number is written on my personal calendar out of my daytimer. There would have been no questions asked if it had been business related (even with the stars) because, good grief, all I have are men's numbers. So anyway, get to the point, you say. To solve the mystery, I called Ralph to ask why I thought he was so great that not only do I still have his number on a calendar page from 1999, but it's on my desk (which really has been cleaned since 1999, truly).
Ralph turned out to be Ralph Stanley of "Oh Brother, Where art thou?" fame. And my 64th cousin 28 times removed, or something like that. The number was from when I took a trip to southwestern Virginia for genealogy research. What I forgot was that I had gone through an old box of my genealogy records last week. It must have fallen out then.
So even though Ralph is kinfolk, and older than Methuselah, it was nice to have the husband all "het up" over another man's number. Maybe I'll hide a few others around. That'll teach him to clean my office.