A Little Slow (and not just in terms of my diction)

I'm at Eleven Madison, confirming reservations for Saturday night, and one of the guests doesn't pick up. (This happens frequently.) I leave a message, but I've already done a ton of them tonight, so it's not one of my A-game voicemails. I hang up the phone and think to myself, "wow, I really phoned that one in."

Only 5 minutes later do I realize how ridiculous a thought that is. I should put it on my app when I apply for a job as punologist for the next Mario Party game.