This morning was a rough morning. I am generally not a morning person, but today was particularly troubling. On my drive into work, it seemed like every radio station had decided to run ads instead of playing music. Pulling into the office, I finally found a music station. As the bass hit the final eight counts, the DJs started their morning jabber.
“We’re here with the newest member of our morning show. Why don’t you introduce yourself?”
“Hi. I’m Tim.”
“Tim?” asked the second DJ.
“What’s wrong with the name Tim?” asked the primary DJ.
“It’s just weird. I would have expected his name to be something else.”
“Like what? George?”
“Yeah, George or Jorge. Aren’t you guys usually named something like that?”