phone calls

"Hello."

"Hello?"

"Hello. This is Yuhri."

"Hi."

(silence)

"So ... what can I do for you?"

"Um, you called me."

"I did?"

"Yes."

"Who's this?"

"AM."

"Hm. Why did I call you?"

"I don't know. You tell me."

"Do you suppose it was something work-related?"

"It probably is. We work together."

"That's true."

"Does it maybe have something to do with the errors on the server?"

"We have errors on the server?"

"Well, you sent an email out about that this morning."

"We shouldn't have errors on the server."

"No, not really."

"It's absolutely unacceptable."

"I agree."

"Could you get the engineers to look at that?"

"Sure."

"Christ. I can't believe this. A week and a half and we still haven't fixed the fucking server."

"I know."

"It's ridiculous. How do they expect us to succeed out here if they don't read their goddamn email and fix stuff that's broken?"

"Yeah."

"I mean, for fuck's sake. Don't they have any professional pride? What are they, lemmings? They have the attention spans of french fried canaries."

"Of what?"

"It's unbelievable."

"Yes."

"They have absolutely no follow-through. I swear they're out to screw me over."

"Are you warm enough over there?"

"What?"

"Are you wrapping up when you go outside? A hat, maybe? A thick hat for your head?"

"Why?"

"Nothing. Just wondered. Bet it's cold."

"I hate you all."

"Okay. I'm sorry. I'll get the engineers on it."

"Okay."

"Anything else?"

"No."

"Okay. I'll stay on them until they fix it."

"Thanks. You're the best."

"No problem. Stay warm."

"I hate you."

"Heh."

(click.)

(boop boop beep beep boop.)

(click.)

"Yes?"

"Hi. It's me again."

"Hey, Yuhri. What's up?"

"I remembered why I called you."

"Sure. What's up?"

"How do I check my office voicemail?"