(Steve O)
I'm sure you've seen this movie, because everyone has and it's worth watching at least a dozen times.
Okay, now I've got that out of the way. Do you remember the lady that was in the movie being help by Mr. Incredible in the insurance cubes? He told her what NOT to do so she could get things taken care of (actually, on a side-note, insurance companies really seem to be that evil. It's like they randomly decide that a person forgot to sign some form and pretend they don't exsist for a few months hoping they won't call them to find out what's going on).
Back on track. There's a lady at work here who is the exact human personification of that woman... minus about 20 years of age, but still. She has that shaky old-woman voice that's very, very unsure and always intimidated by everyone, even the best of friends.
Oh, I wish she'd say those words, "But I'm on a fixed income!!!"
You're SICK SteveO, SICK, SICK SICK!!!
-steveO