Hearing Voices


I’m getting some coffee in the lunch room . . . no one else is present.

One of my colleagues walks in and says, “Are you talking to yourself, Paul?”

“No, actually I wasn’t saying anything.” Which I wasn’t. “Maybe you’re hearing voices,” I suggest. “And ironically, you were just insinuating that I was nuts.”

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