What’s with that guy?

Greg’s boss called me at 11:45am this morning. …on a Sunday. Doesn’t this guy have anything better to do than bother me? Fortunately, I checked the Caller ID and chose to let the machine get it. He just wants to set up a time to meet tomorrow. Why doesn’t he send e-mail like the rest of the planet does in the 21st century?

BTW: I never found that damn smoke detector…and it’s still beeping once every couple minutes.

November 4, 2001

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