Joy: Hello?

B: Aren't writers supposed to know their readers?

Joy: I assume all my readers are exactly like me, to avoid confusion.

B: Well, you don't have to work tomorrow.

Joy: Thanks, but how come I'm getting this confirmation at 10:00 at night? Isn't that a smidge late?

B: Because I didn't have your schedule, so I thought you probably weren't available this week anyway.

Joy: But I e-mailed it to you!

B: That gets us back to "know your reader." Or audience. You know I don't check my e-mail very often.

Joy: Sure. I know that. But surely you get to it once a day?

B: Once a day? I check it a couple of times a week. I'm not one of these obsessive blogger types, who check their mail all the time.

Joy: A couple times a week? Are you freaking kidding me? The average dog checks their e-mail more than that.

B: People know how to get hold of me.

Joy: [finally grasps the implication, and realizes that some people default to those little last-ditch emergency-only voice box thingies on their desks and belts when they need to communicate] Oh.

Joy: I have to go now. Goodnight. [pulls over to the side of the road; replaces phone on its holster with a shudder; slowly restarts the car, and drives up the hill, badly shaken]

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