Totally deadpan. You’re kidding.
And get this: he’s never heard of Wondercat.
Never. Heard. Of. Wonder. Cat.
He has to be lying. He writes for the paper in which Wondercat was born.
And OK, he’s abroad all the time, and you can’t get the Journal everywhere. But doesn’t he watch television ? He may have been gallivanting all around the world for the past decade, but excuse me, he’s back now, promoting his stupid book. Hasn’t he seen Wondercat’s commercial for energy saving products on New York One? Everyone watches New York One, if only to check the temperature.
My God. Who is this guy? And why does Mark even like him????
I think I’m going to have to have a word with Holly. Does she know what she’s getting herself into, marrying a man who’d be best friends with a guy who doesn’t watch TV????
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To: Mark Levine <mark.levine@thenyjournal.com>
Fr: Cal Langdon <cal.langdon@thenyjournal.com>
Re: I’m going to kill you
What in hell is a Wondercat?
Cal
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To: Cal Langdon <cal.langdon@thenyjournal.com>
Fr: Mark Levine <mark.levine@thenyjournal.com>
Re: I’m going to kill you
Excuse me. I don’t believe you are allowed to use these things on planes.
Mark
PS You didn’t tell her you didn’t know who Wondercat is, did you?
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To: Mark Levine <mark.levine@thenyjournal.com>
Fr: Cal Langdon <cal.langdon@thenyjournal.com>
Re: I’m going to kill you
You can’t use them while you’re in the air, according to the FAA— although I doubt the veracity of this, as I’ve left mine on plenty of times and none of my flights have ever plummeted into the sea because of it.