Originally Posted:Friday, September 08, 2006
I was taking information from a customer the other day. It went a little something like this . . . .
Customer: My last name is Cervantes. Do you need me to spell that?
Me: No. It's like the author, right?
Customer: Who?
Me: The author. Cervantes.
Customer: Um . . . I guess?
Then I cried.
Later that night I dreamed that I was at work. Andy Garcia was sitting at the desk next to me. He was reading Federico Garcia Lorca aloud. My supervisor asked him to translate. He recited hickory dickory dock. I pointed out to Mr. Garcia that this was wrong. He pointed out that nobody would notice.
Well spotted, imaginary actor. Well spotted
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