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Here, MG. I brought you a bottle of water.

That's sweet, Jay. New khakis?

Yeah, I thought those slacks I was always wearing were a little, prissy. Anyway, I know how stressed out you got last time the water ran out, so I thought this might make it a little better for you. I mean, not a lot, but maybe a little.

Ah, I'm fine. The good thing about going through all that hassle and being on the phone with fifty different useless people last time is that now I know exactly what to do.

Oh, that's good. You got the system all figured out.

Yep. All I have to do to make the water get delivered is wait til our next scheduled shipment and-- voila! Water.
Well, I guess that's one way to get it done.

Here's the thing. I can make a million calls, and fax requests on company letterhead, and basically bang my head against the wall every day for a week, or I can sit quietly and sip bottled water and tell everyone who asks that "I'm working on it," and the result will be the same. Which option would you go with?

See your point, dude.

Dude, Jay?

Yeah, what?

Nothing, I guess.