Poor Monkey. 
Tuesday, October 25th, 2005
Sooo…
No heat.
Yup.
Brr.
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Ok, everybody, lets do Mrsatroxi, and therefore the world, a favor today.
If you have to call, say, your Doctor’s office, or any sort of facility like that today, please, please, please identify yourself before you either a.) launch into a long tirade about your bill, b.) ask for an appointment, or c.) launch into a long description of your symptoms. And if you do forget to identify yourself, don’t get huffy when we ask for your name. Because guess what? We DO NOT recognise your voice over the phone. YOU are not that important. NO ONE is that important. And even if we think we might know who you are, we still have to ask for your name, because guess what? We might be wrong. And just think of the conniption fit you could throw if we were wrong!
So, yes, please, folks, let’s do try to mind our manners. I promise if you mind yours, I’ll mind mine. How’s that?
Ok, everybody, it’s time to do what we all want to do anyway.
Today is Dress Like A Dork Day.
The pressure is off!