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Yes, that is the quote I was referring to.

Thanks, I thought I was the only one who thought of the Marx Brothers.

I thought it implied an accusation of willful ignorance of African-American literature.

Someone in an earlier thread feels we are racist for not getting it. You can't win.

It's from the character, Harpo, in The Color Purple.

I was thinking of Harpo Marx. I forgot the name of the characters in The Color Purple. other than Celie and Shug, sorry.

Neither do I.

I love your screen name. It sums up much of my online experience.

That looks like my old car.

Yeah, I want to know WTF the girlfriend's problem is.

Online comments section = gratuitous abuse.

Wouldn't prostitution be more cost effective?

It's true. And these issues aren't necessarily grouped by age at all, that's just a simplistic way of looking at it. My mother is in her 70's and communicates with me using short terse emails. She might well be texting me if someone sat her down and showed her how.

It's dialing in to listen to the voicemail that is the time suck, not necessarily the short business conversation.

I am lucky because my mother actually prefers to email short text like messages. She has other issues, of course, but things could be so much worse.

Exactly. The worst calls I get are from our company caterer. And that is just how they sound... They are long as hell and I can barely understand what they are saying. Actually they seem to put the people with the worst accents on the phone and by the time they crawl through the message they barely remember to leave a

I liked voicemail back in the day when it was popular. Now I'm sick of it.

I was just telling my psychiatrist yesterday about my anxiety with the phone. She was confused. "Trouble with the phone? You mean the battery's dead?" lol

My office is like that too. The voicemails are on a wav file I get in my email. I click on them and it plays.