It just took me one phone call to schedule the ritual bris of my son. I'm looking at my cell phone and the call took less than two minutes, including small talk and chuckling about Leah and her tribe of Israel.
He asked: when is the baby due?
I said: C-section on the 23rd
He said: Okay, so Friday the 30th. What time would you like?
I said: How about 11?
He said: Great! Call me after the dust settles and we'll confirm.
It really didn't take much longer than that. Very weird.