instant messaging

my best friend of old (not even an acquaintance nowadays - life takes us through strange paths) starts an instant messaging conversation with me, which i miss it due to a couple of sandwiches. here's everything that he, who knows me for at least twelve years and have shared a house with me in the last four, has to say to me:

- hello.
- are you there?
- just to remember you about the bill you have to pay.
- my girlfriend asked me to ask you if you could water the flowers a bit, not much though, just a few drops.
- two more things:
- pay the totality of this third bill, for i have paid all the current others. we still owe you fifteen euros, around seven each.
- if you haven't checked the mail yet, do so.
- bye bye.
- call me or send me a message if you have something to ask.

not bad, hum? twelve years of close friendship end like this. not a simple "how are you?" or "can you please do it?" or "take care of yourself, mate, will see you soon." nothing. sheer indifference, as if i was someone unknown with whom he had the misfortune of sharing a house. and guess what? i think i am.