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From TheRumMonkey:

The Venician Deaf

What happened: I work at the Symphony in the box office and field all manner of innane questions. A woman called one afternoon for information and asked, "Do you have transcripts for the deaf?"

What I said: (as I wanted to keep my job) No, ma'am... I'm sorry we don't.

What I SHOULD have said: Yes, it's called sheet music.

on the stairs

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