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Things Wrong With My Life, No. 7,256

D = Don
L = me
C = client on phone

L: (to client) So blah blah blah, sales tax, blah blah, blah blah

D: (trying to fix sensor tag on cord attached to belt by yanking it repeatedly)

C: Blah blah, I don't wanna pay, blah blah

L: (to D) Don, will you stop yanking that damn thing already!!

D: I can't get it to go back in!!!

C: Uh, I'll call back later. (click)

This is how rumors get started, folks.