The Survey - Yesterday afternoon, I was relaxing in my office.  It was just after 3 PM. I was watching the pilot for a television show that seemed promising. "Hart of Dixie" stars Rachel Bilson as New Yorker and new doctor Zoe Hart. She accepts an offer from a stranger, Dr. Harley Wilkes, to work in his medical practice in Bluebell, Alabama. She arrives to find he has died and left half the practice to her in his will. 
I ignored her, and she departed mine office.  I completed watching the pilot and enjoyed it.  I spoke of it to Laura and suggested that she might wish to begin viewing episodes following the completion of the program we currently watch, "Raising Hope."

It had been a particularly busy day, and I was lounging in my office chair.  "Hart of Dixie" was streaming from Netflix(r) via Roku(r) and my wireless 6 Mb/sec Internet connection. The video was displayed on my 39" Vizio LCD HDTV, and the audio was playing through my Onkyo(r) surround-sound system.  I had the audio volume set fairly high.   The Roku(r) remote control was nearbyready to pause the streaming should I need to answer the telephone.
A woman entered my office.  She held a clipboard in one hand and a pen in the other.  I assumed she was a peddler of some sort.  She began talking. I could not hear her, because of the volume level of the television program.

 
I paused "Hart of Dixie" and said, "I was unable to hear you. Please repeat what you said."  She said, "Is the owner or manager in?"  The following conversation ensued:
At this point, I resumed the streaming of "Hart of Dixie."

 
