It's an epidemic

Today, the Muppet Daily News appears to be suffering through an epidemic of AMD (Aggressive Muppet Disease).

The symptoms?
Well, you know that old adage, "The Customer is Always Right"?
Yeah, not so much here today.

Someone called with a subscription delivery problem.
The problem? They're not getting their paper.
So Waldorf got the call.
Usually Waldorf isn't here on Fridays, but she came in this morning because she will be out Monday morning ... and her work load (Umm, an hour's worth of work at most?) would be too much on Monday, if she comes in late.

Yeah, okay, whatever.

Back to the call...
The customer called because they aren't getting their paper.
Waldorf told them "Well you paid in March, so you're paid up, so you need to call your post office. It's their fault."

(said rather aggressively, I might add, in a very "how dare you think we did it" tone).

Simply put, the Muppet Daily News does battle with the post office all the time - as does any newspaper that uses the mail.
The post office (the sorting centers, not the individual towns) throw the mail sacks into the corner, til they "get around to it."
Sometimes folks get their papers in two days, three days ... a week and a half.
Depending on the post office's mood.

But I digress... the key issue is Waldorf and how she handles customers.
She has no people-skills whatsoever.
When customers call for simple things, they are no longer simple if Waldorf gets the call.
Complicated things? She can't figure them out.

Even other Muppet coworkers go out of their way to NOT ask questions when Waldorf is here.
Instead they hold them until she isn't here to screw things up.
Waldorf is a sweet person ... but worker-bee she is not.
Not by a long shot.

So Janice (another Muppet ... think of the Muppet Rock Band) ... called and got Waldorf ... (SURPRISE!) ... and got so frustrated trying to get Waldorf to give a simple answer, she hung up... and promptly called back, asking for ME.

Waldorf answered that call, and then got snitty with Janice, because she called asking for me.
So now we have a Muppet snit-off.
Throw in a few snitty advertising Muppets (let's pretend shock that Pepe the King Prawn inserted himself into the middle of everything that has nothing to do with him) and yes, we have an epidemic.

AGGRESSIVE MUPPET DISEASE.

There are days I really dislike when no one else is here (AT ALL, Literally) ... but then I have days like today ...
I have a lot to get done.
A huge amount of work to get done.
Waldorf keeps asking me questions.
Many are questions that have nothing to do with her ... like "what's that?" "What are you doing?" "Is it always this quiet?"  "Where is (insert other Muppet name)?"

Nothing that has anything to do with anything.

I'm trying to smile through it all.
I'm fighting off an onset of AMD.
I refuse to fall victim to their moods.
At least I'm trying....