Harmless Dilettante What I should have said was nothing.
I was writing a snippy reply to the Easton Press customer service rep who really dropped the ball on my last order.* As I was explaining this to my significant other he asked, “Did her email have a question it in?”
“Then you don’t need to send an answer.”
I deleted my half written rant. Thank you Mr. Harmless for making the world just a little less unpleasant today.
*To be fair, one of her coworkers has since sailed in and resolved the problem beautifully. No extra charge for the mixed metaphor.