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."