There's a woman in the Carnegie Building reception who recognizes me on sight and seemingly hates my guts, simply for the reason that I always ask stupid questions.
I don't understand why; it's not as though my queries take a lot of effort to resolve - usually just a 'no' and then a slightly more forceful 'no, go home' suffices.
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