Tonight's Poet Corner: How To Handle A Gadfly
How To Handle A Gadfly by Belinda Roddie Dear Mrs. Johnson-Smith-Raymond- Hyde-Jones-Reynolds-Maguire-Roth (and I assume your daughter's first name is Karen, just like yours, for the sake of family attitude): The board of supervisors has instructed me not to review your complaint, but instead to use it as toilet paper in the men's washroom. I presume you'll desire to refile it, at which point, the women's washroom will have spare tissue as well. And don't forget, we have a unisex restroom, lest you decide that your words of bitchiness somehow linger in our humble little town, where we have to deal with too many assholes like you on a daily basis. And no, you may not see a manager.