fandomhigh | Dealing With Stupid People [Tuesday, July 17, 2nd period]

When the students arrived in the Danger Shop, they found the room decorated as an incredibly soulless phone center.

"Welcome to the help desk!" Josh said, grinning proudly. "People are very stupid over the phone, especially when they know you can't see the expression on their faces. This is also why video conferences aren't as popular as regular conference calls--hiding your eyerolling is easier when, well, they can't see your eyes."

He waved his hands out. "Today you will be manning a help desk. I have ~~handwavily~~ put out posters to let people know that it's open during this class time, so the phones should start ringing any minute now. Your job is to answer the person's question in the most polite way possible without letting them know you think they are completely out of their minds."

"Coffee, muffins and bagels are available, answering their questions correctly is completely optional." Josh smirked. "Have fun."

[OOC: Phone lines are open for townies, students, and faculty members to call in. Josh has conveniently forgotten to specify what kind of help the students would offer. Ask for relationship advice, song requests, technical support, people to vote for or against bills in Congress, just to say hi...go nuts.]

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"How would you do that exactly if I become addicted? And you are so helpful! Tell me how to overcome the jitters! Yay!" Annette was hiding her giggling. She had called in first term and had a blast with Prue and this was turning out to be just as much fun. Plus? She knew it was Savannah on the other end of the line.

"Well first, I would bring Dr. Cutie to you for a house call so you didn't have to further compromise your system by pushing yourself too much." She was dying here. "For the jitters caused by something like this, only really good exercise of an intercourse type will help cut down on the jitters that may or may not be caused by this."

Oh yes, Annette was definitely deserving of something fun after this.

"That might be an issue. This house call stuff. See, I live in a dorm and though I am roommateless, he can't come there. Ooh, maybe I should suggest going to his place of residence. Yes! I could see him out of his doctor's garb. I mean. Well. Just the lab coat." Pause. "Exercise of an intercourse type you say? Hmm. What if I've suddenly decided to give up on such a regimen? I hear too much can get boring. But if I quit altogether then maybe the jitters are caused from something else entirely. Oh my."

"You never want to quit anything cold turkey," she counseled in her best sober voice. "Quitting like that could cause even more jitters and worse!"

"Holy crap! Worse even? I won't ever quit cold turkey then. Maybe what, just one or two a day? Three if I'm feeling really hungry?"

"That sounds like a very wise plan of action... wean yourself slowly off of it."

"Is three weaning? Maybe I shouldn't push too hard, you know? Ah, man, now I just don't know what to do. I need to ask that sexy doctor. I haven't started yet. I need to start I guess to know what weaning off slowly is. Right?"

"That sounds like a very good plan."

"Thanks! You have been so helpful! I hope you get paid a lot of money for this. Have a great day! Bye!" Annette hung up, giggling.

Savannah hung up the phone and then gave into the giggles she had been fighting.

Annette was damn awesome.

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