Phone call from A, at the funeral home...now, I like A, but he either needs medicine or is taking too much, I'm not sure which... 
Me: "Newsroom."
A: "Hey, this is A, I just sent an obituary for John Doe."
Me: "Okay-,"
A: "-and a photo."
Me: "......okay, let me check." *does so, comes back* "Okay, I've received them both, A."
A: "You've got the obit?"
Me: "Yes."
A: "You've got the photo?"
Me: "YES."
A: "So you've got them both?"
Me: YES, A. I HAVE THEM BOTH. RIGHT HERE."
A: "For John Doe?"
Me: "I HAVE AN OBIT AND A PHOTO FOR JOHN DOE RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW, I AM HOLDING THEM IN MY HANDS LOOKING AT THEM AS WE SPEAK."
A: "Okay, thanks!"
Twenty minutes later...
Me: "Newsroom."
A: "Hey, Mysty, this is A, do you have that John Doe-,"
Me: "Yes, A."
A: "The obit and the photo?"
Me: "Have them both."
A: "Oh, okay, thanks!"
Usually, repeat at least twice more before he finally gets the idea settled into his head.
For the record, A lacks a radar for sarcasm, and the "danger sense" most people have that informs him when someone is thinking of finding him and hitting him for an extended period of time...hence why he does this to me several times a day, for EVERY obit he sends me.
Sadly, A is otherwise a total sweetheart so I can't talk myself into mauling a lesson into him. Sigh.

Me: "Newsroom."
A: "Hey, this is A, I just sent an obituary for John Doe."
Me: "Okay-,"
A: "-and a photo."
Me: "......okay, let me check." *does so, comes back* "Okay, I've received them both, A."
A: "You've got the obit?"
Me: "Yes."
A: "You've got the photo?"
Me: "YES."
A: "So you've got them both?"
Me: YES, A. I HAVE THEM BOTH. RIGHT HERE."
A: "For John Doe?"
Me: "I HAVE AN OBIT AND A PHOTO FOR JOHN DOE RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW, I AM HOLDING THEM IN MY HANDS LOOKING AT THEM AS WE SPEAK."
A: "Okay, thanks!"
Twenty minutes later...
Me: "Newsroom."
A: "Hey, Mysty, this is A, do you have that John Doe-,"
Me: "Yes, A."
A: "The obit and the photo?"
Me: "Have them both."
A: "Oh, okay, thanks!"
Usually, repeat at least twice more before he finally gets the idea settled into his head.
For the record, A lacks a radar for sarcasm, and the "danger sense" most people have that informs him when someone is thinking of finding him and hitting him for an extended period of time...hence why he does this to me several times a day, for EVERY obit he sends me.
Sadly, A is otherwise a total sweetheart so I can't talk myself into mauling a lesson into him. Sigh.
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