The mystery guest was on his way to an intervention, the bar mitzvah where they had to call in the animal control unit still fresh in his mind. He wasn't about to have a repeat of that incident.
|The mystery guest was working on an algorithm for menopause that extrapolates random genders. His supervisor wasn't interested. "But is it scaleable?" the guy kept saying. It drove the mystery guest crazy.|
"We thought you might be close," the woman who called about the intervention had said on the phone. "She had your number written down all over the place."
"She gave a lot of parties," the mystery guest had said.