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maybe we WILL be together forever. Or maybe we won’t. I mean, I’m not omission. I can’t see into the future. I don’t know what’s going to happen.
    Why can’t things go back to being the way they were, you know? How come all of a sudden we have to put, like, these labels on things? I mean, like why is it so important to you that I say I’ll love you forever? Why can’t I just say I love you, like, for now? Why isn’t that enough, all of a sudden? It was enough for the past ten years.
    Katie, COME HOME. I miss you. The guys miss you, too.
     
    Love,
    Dale
     
    P.S. I could really use your advice. The studio’s being really assholish, they’re trying to make us change our name from I’m Not Making Any More Sandwiches to just Sandwich. What kind of name is that for a band? Who’s gonna buy a record from a band called Sandwich?
    Hi, you’ve reached Kate and Dale. We can’t come to the phone right now, so at the tone, please leave a message, and we’ll get back to you. Thanks!

 

(Tone)

 

Dale, you have got to change that message. I don’t live there anymore, remember? Anyway, about your note . . . Oh my God, I don’t even know why I called. Just forget it, okay? Nothing’s changed, I just—Oh, never mind.

 

(Click)

 

Hi, you’ve reached Kate and Dale. We can’t come to the phone right now, so at the tone, please leave a message, and we’ll get back to you. Thanks!

 

(Tone)

 

Oh my God, you have got to change that message. It’s Jen, by the way. You remember me, right? Your ex-girlfriend’s best friend? The word isomniscient, buddy, notomission. Got it? Good. Oh, also, don’t come around here anymore. You just make Kate sad. And no, I’m not drunk right now, but am totally hopped up on hormones, so you’d better be scared, because I swear to God, if I catch you around here again, I’ll—

(Click)

 

(Tone)

 

Hi, you’ve reached Kate and Dale. We can’t come to the phone right now, so at the tone, please leave a message, and we’ll get back to you. Thanks!

 

(Tone)

 

Stupid machine cut me off. I really mean it. Remember that time in college when I threatened to kick the ass of that friend of yours who brought the smack to the house party Kate and I had? Remember? I didn’t care that he had a gun, I wasn’t scared of him. Well, that’s what I’m going to do to you, too, bud, if you keep on. . . . What do you mean hang up the phone? No, I will not hang up the phone, Craig, I happen to be helping Kate. She had a very bad day and I am just—no, I am not making things worse, I’m helping. I happen to be a trained human resources representative, and I’m—don’t you—Give me that!

 

(Click)

 

Hi, you’ve reached Kate and Dale. We can’t come to the phone right now, so at the tone, please leave a message, and we’ll get back to you. Thanks!

 

(Tone)

Dude, it’s Craig. Sorry about that. Jen and Kate went out for mojitos, and Jen just had one, but she’s wasted. You know, she’s on all those fertility drugs, so she gets really drunk on just like one drink. So, sorry, man. I took the phone away from her and hid it in the closet. She should be all right in the morning. I hope.

 

(Click)
    From the Desk of
    Kate Mackenzie
    To do:
    Quit job (unless fired; if fired, see #2).
Start packing up belongings.
ASPIRIN????? Maybe in bottom drawer.
Find new job.
Find new apartment.
Find new boyfriend.
Oh, God, I don’t know, my head is throbbing. . . . Did I call Dale last night? God, I hope not.
Pick up dry cleaning!!!!!!!!!
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Kathleen A. Mackenzie
    Personnel Representative, LZ
    Human Resources
    The New York Journal
    216 W. 57th Street
    New York, NY 10019
    212-555-6891
    [email protected]
    Chelsea/19th betw. 9th and 10th.
    Exp. brk. wall, grt. light, elev.
    bldg., courtyd. view. $1195, No
    Fee. Call Ron 718-555-7757
     

 

 

Yo. It’s Ron. Leave a message.

 

(Tone)

 

Hi, Ron? It’s Kate.