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September 2, 2006
Information Please, Pearson Education
501 Boylston Street, Suite 900
Boston,
MA
02116
Dear
InfoPlease,
I
read your almanac almost every day. I work on the 44th floor
of a Factoid Research Company. This is a company that researches
factoids, little strange-but-true bits of information. I work as a file
clerk, and I sometimes feed the hamster. His name is Gnipsen but we call
him Lorraine. That’s not important. One time Gnipsen (Lorraine)
disappeared for a day and we didn’t know what to do! That was until Gary
Gnillins found him swimming in the water cooler. How he got in there was
a mystery. He had little swimmies on, and even a bathing suit. He must
have borrowed the swim trunks from Yolanda Gnuggins on floor 23 (she is
five inches tall)
I use
my InfoPlease almanac to research factoids my boss throws at me. He
might say something like, “Dickinson!!
Number of platypuses in Europe, STAT!” or “Get me the percentage of
children in
Wyoming
with no ears, before I lose my patience!!” My boss Mr. Gnargal is a very
impatient man. But you can’t blame him, he has to meet the quota. He
eats his yams with a spork. Yams every day for lunch, he insists.
Thursday at work I needed to find out the surname of the last living
saber-tooth tiger before they went extinct. I thought, “easy as yellow
cake. I can handle this one like a pickle jar.” But I searched and
searched through the pages of your almanac, and I could not find this
factoid! Usually when I use the InfoPlease Almanac I find what I am
looking for in under 23.9 seconds. But this time, it took me over 3.4
hours and I still didn’t find it!
My
boss got very angry with me, as you can imagine. “DICKINSON!” he yelled
at the top of his larynx. “WHERE’S MY FACTOID??” You know
he is angry when he starts screaming in bold, underlined words. But I
had no factoid for him. For lunch that day he could not eat his yam. He
simply did not have the enthusiasm he usually exhibits when eating yams
with a spork. I think it was my fault.
Maybe
you should look into including the surname of the last living
saber-tooth tiger
(was it
Johnson???)
in the next edition of your almanac. I buy a new one
every time it comes out. Sometimes I read 1984 (by Harriet
Tubman) but mostly your almanac (at work)
Sincerely,

Kevin
Dickinson |