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February 21, 2008
She goes up to the Y concierge and says, "I have to complain."

The concierge says, "Tell me your complaint."

"There's no lookers out on the floor."

"You mean attractive people?"

"No, I mean, where are your people, the ones who look at me? I need them, I need them that look at me. Where are the people looking at me?"

"What?"

"The folks you hire to look at me."

"Who?"

"Oh please. You know, the 'extras.'"

"Madam, I think you've got the wrong universe."

"Oh, have I indeed?"

"Yes. Just let me shift your co-ordinates a little."

"Thank you."