But what can I say? A center steering column in a bumper car leads to suspicious bruising.
In other news, overnight my voice has subsided to a subauditory squeak. I went to lunch with some friends, and they spent the entire meal pretending (sort of pretending) they couldn't hear me, and the entire ride back mocking me.
I'd write up a proper post, but I have Frutti di Bosco gelato to eat, so you're out of luck.
(True: I am wearing a ponytail today. One of our salespeople came up behind me and pulled it. To be perfectly clear, my ponytail is not an invitation to touch me, no matter how often we talk on the phone. Especially from behind, without announcing your presence. Geez, people! Haven't we moved past this yet?)