Here's how the Councourse badgers me at work on a fairly consistent basis:
Concourse: "Why don't you go up to the secretary Lilith and ask how her mom's doing? You know her mom just had a stroke."
David: "Hell no. Lilith's been pms'ing out of control the last year. She called me drunk and then called Brenda drunk and even chewed out Brenda's kids. Hell if I want anything to do with her."
Concourse: "It doesn't hurt to smile and to show a lil' support every now and then."
David: "........."
* once again, humbled......
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