the devil is in the details
one of our most cherished restaurants can't recognize us over e-mail, but remembers us with "joy" if we fax them. Ok, simple enough? Well, that assumes that the fax is in fact set up to answer (yes, genius), so one can get an answer and print it out in case of -- well, in case. And it also assumes that France is not having a 3-day holiday weekend, so that the mystery of whether they got my fax, have my reservation, and are still joyful will not be solved until tomorrow morning at the earliest. Fooey. Other reservations are lined up, and more about that later.
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