Oprah Undercover
Friday March 21, 2008 | 0 comments
Last Monday was quite a miserable day for me. For one, I had the misfortune to walk around the office with a piece of toilet paper stuck to my pants, twice. Once would have been embarrassing enough, but no, I had to go and do it twice. And then I had the following exchange over the phone:
“Could you spell your name for me?”
“Sure. It’s O-L-G-A.”
“Oh, so it’s O-l-g-a, not Oprah!”
I was speechless for a few seconds. I wanted to say, “Yes, it is, in fact, pronounced Oprah, I just spell it differently to kind of set myself apart from the crowd. Oh, and this job of mine, yeah, one has to get a break from all this talk-show hosting once in a while.” That’s not what I actually said, but I was so close.
Mondays. What can I say?
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