appraiser: "Hey, do you need appointments for appraisals?"
me: "Yes, we need to set up all appointments in advance."
appraiser: "Oh, well if you need advance notice, I'd like to set up an appointment for ten minutes from now."
Also, if you ever wondered why I'm so incredibly weird (and the "formative childhood years spent in a pseudo-cult" wasn't a good enough reason), this is what my dad was doing for a living when I was an impressionable preschooler. It's probably not clear from the video clips, so I'll explain: he used to write and tour these shows that were part classical piano concerts and part stand-up comedy -- sort of the poor man's Canadian Victor Borge. I think this was just after the phase of the existentialist performance-art videos, and just before the aforementioned pseudo-cult. I love my family. Nobody's family is as cool as mine. I'm the black sheep because I have a 9-5 job with benefits and wear nylons. :)
For the record -- I've been MIA from the intarweb for a lot of reasons (work = insane, sister = having a nervous breakdown, boyfriend = twice my age yet totally awesome, world of warcraft = downloaded). Please to comment if anything of magnitude has occurred in the past week or two!