Some of my faithful readers might be wondering who you are… and I’m wondering right along with them.
See, I don’t know who you are, but someone in my building does.
Ya know how I know? Cuz someone was going up and down the stairs last night yelling your name. Now Eric, I’m not sure who you are, but if that’s the kind of company you keep? Well, it seems pretty safe to say that I probably won’t like you.
Best of luck, Eric. I hope we don’t across this little problem again. In fact, if I never hear your name again (especially screamed at 2 AM) before I die, I’ll die a happy man.