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"Tammy, I appreciate you zooming in on such short notice. We really needed to crunch this 59th TN out."
Tammy: "My pleasure, JR. Tim, as it happens, has taken the second half of the season off, and my yoga class just ended, so well, here I am, en pleine lueur, but I guess that doesn't come through the Zoom."
JR: "No, we haven't upgraded to the Smell Your Partner™ version. But—hey!—are we gonna need that play-formatting that Don used for that Media Guide piece? I wouldn't want our readers to get confused."
Tam: "JR, I feel we'll be fine, just you and me chatting."
JR: Sure, right. But I'm gonna dispense with the quotation marks, what da ya think, Tam?
Tam: I'm sure that'll be fine, JR. Now, I feel like it's time to start the interview. After all, I do have a turkey in the oven.
JR: Tim's really enjoying that new sauna, I guess.
Tam: What? Oh, no. I mean, Oh, yes, Tim's in the sauna. But I do have a turkey baking in the kitchen.
JR: And what better place to cook a turkey.
Tam: Yes, only I feel like Timmy was a bit, just a little bit of a compulsive buyer when he ordered the sauna. I mean with it being 122° out.
JR: Fucking global warming. Or warning.
Tam: Now, Mr JR, if I may begin. My co-pilot has given me several questions to ask you...
JR: And by Co-pilot, I assume you mean Microsoft co-
Tam: Oh, no, not at all. I mean, Tim, my Timmy, he's my co-pilot.
JR: KInda like O Captain my Co-pilot. frowns. The two shake their head. No, that doesn't really work.
Tam: I feel like I should ask Question 1, so: what inspired you to pursue a career as a General Manager?
JR: Good question, Tammy. What's the next one?
Tam: Oh, dear. What about Question 1 that I've just asked? Er, Mr JR?
JR: Tammy, let me ask you a question: How do you approach long-term planning while balancing short-term goals?
Tam: Well, JR, Tim and I, Tim and I use Quicken, we set up a budget, and then we try not to overspend, although do feel like that Smooth-It-All-Out Sauna, that Tim coulda gone without the need to—
JR: Ah, that's the Tasoittaa kaiken™ Sauna, right? Well, I have heard good things about it. But, yeah, it hasn't been a best-seller where I come from, either, Tam.
Tam: I feel I should ask: What strategies do you use to improve operational efficiency?
JR: What, shit, Tam, oh beg your pardon, mierda, Tam, I don't handle operations. I hand all that over to Esteban, and I gotta admit he's down a great job this season.
Tam: You mean Esteban Costa? So, I feel I should ask, is he the one who deserves the accolades for this season's success of Des Moines?
JR: Accolades? I'm afraid that word's new to me. You mean some sort of ice cream?
SUDDENLY there's a loud Alarm on Tammy's side. A piercing siren. Flashing lights.
Tam: Oh, JR, I'm afraid I'll need to end here, Timmy's fallen asleep in the cooker again. She runs off, I'm coming, Tim. Oh captain, my Co-pilot!
Tammy: "My pleasure, JR. Tim, as it happens, has taken the second half of the season off, and my yoga class just ended, so well, here I am, en pleine lueur, but I guess that doesn't come through the Zoom."
JR: "No, we haven't upgraded to the Smell Your Partner™ version. But—hey!—are we gonna need that play-formatting that Don used for that Media Guide piece? I wouldn't want our readers to get confused."
Tam: "JR, I feel we'll be fine, just you and me chatting."
JR: Sure, right. But I'm gonna dispense with the quotation marks, what da ya think, Tam?
Tam: I'm sure that'll be fine, JR. Now, I feel like it's time to start the interview. After all, I do have a turkey in the oven.
JR: Tim's really enjoying that new sauna, I guess.
Tam: What? Oh, no. I mean, Oh, yes, Tim's in the sauna. But I do have a turkey baking in the kitchen.
JR: And what better place to cook a turkey.
Tam: Yes, only I feel like Timmy was a bit, just a little bit of a compulsive buyer when he ordered the sauna. I mean with it being 122° out.
JR: Fucking global warming. Or warning.
Tam: Now, Mr JR, if I may begin. My co-pilot has given me several questions to ask you...
JR: And by Co-pilot, I assume you mean Microsoft co-
Tam: Oh, no, not at all. I mean, Tim, my Timmy, he's my co-pilot.
JR: KInda like O Captain my Co-pilot. frowns. The two shake their head. No, that doesn't really work.
Tam: I feel like I should ask Question 1, so: what inspired you to pursue a career as a General Manager?
JR: Good question, Tammy. What's the next one?
Tam: Oh, dear. What about Question 1 that I've just asked? Er, Mr JR?
JR: Tammy, let me ask you a question: How do you approach long-term planning while balancing short-term goals?
Tam: Well, JR, Tim and I, Tim and I use Quicken, we set up a budget, and then we try not to overspend, although do feel like that Smooth-It-All-Out Sauna, that Tim coulda gone without the need to—
JR: Ah, that's the Tasoittaa kaiken™ Sauna, right? Well, I have heard good things about it. But, yeah, it hasn't been a best-seller where I come from, either, Tam.
Tam: I feel I should ask: What strategies do you use to improve operational efficiency?
JR: What, shit, Tam, oh beg your pardon, mierda, Tam, I don't handle operations. I hand all that over to Esteban, and I gotta admit he's down a great job this season.
Tam: You mean Esteban Costa? So, I feel I should ask, is he the one who deserves the accolades for this season's success of Des Moines?
JR: Accolades? I'm afraid that word's new to me. You mean some sort of ice cream?
SUDDENLY there's a loud Alarm on Tammy's side. A piercing siren. Flashing lights.
Tam: Oh, JR, I'm afraid I'll need to end here, Timmy's fallen asleep in the cooker again. She runs off, I'm coming, Tim. Oh captain, my Co-pilot!