I got a phone call o9ne day from a guy who said, “Oh, hey Bob, I’m glad I caught you. I wanted to ask you about a problem I’m having installing my toilet. Here’s the issue ...”
And so we talked for about twenty minutes as I got him straightened out on the problem.
Then I said, “By the way, before you go, I have a question for you ... Who are you?”
See? That’s how to tell someone who lives alone from someone who lives with at least one other person. Those of us who live alone always say, instead of hello, “Who are you and where do I know you from?” I do that with some of my more obscure family members, as well.
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