I listened to my generic factory-installed answering machine greeting the other day and thought, “Hmph. That really sucks.” It’s a digitized male voice that blathers, “Please, leave, a, message, after, the tone.” He’s the same guy that sputters out commands when navigating through the menu: “The, time, is, eight, forty-five, pee, em. Press, OK, to, … Continue reading “Please, Leave, A, Message, After, the Tone…” →