Midnight Musings

Not that I was expecting it, mind you. It was just bound to happen sooner or later. Someone asked me how to spell "Jones". No, it wasn't someone foreign-born or a functional illiterate (on second thought...). It was one of our federal government employees - a person ostensibly qualified by passing the infamous Civil Service Exam to work for our United States Postal Service.

"How do you spell that?"

I laughed for the two seconds it took before I realized he was serious. "Jones?"

"J-O-H-"

"No - JONES."

"J-O-A-N-"

"No...J-O-N-E-S."

"Thanks."

Be afraid. Be very afraid.

'night.