I don't know what's gotten into me lately with the sudden burst of fic -- oh, wait, I do, it's called procrastination -- but I've been at it again.  I realize I keep talking about fic and not producing any but everything is in beta at the moment.  Anyway, there may be a shorter (a mere 14,000 words -- again, procrastination) fic appearing here sometime before the long-ass fic that I am reworking and rereworking.

Part of my job entails working with parents of children aged 8 and up, as I've complained before, and for the last few days I've been fielding repeated calls from a mother whose English is not so hot.  I'm not sure if she's just having difficulty understanding me or if she's being a little deliberately dense but I can't seem to convince her that her 13-year-old daughter cannot join our "flagship" youth choir which is for 15-24 year olds.  Yes, this daughter must audition for our 10-16 year old group.  No, hearing her daughter's voice will not change our minds.  No, not even if the rehearsal location for the younger group is inconvenient for them.  No, she cannot just audition for the older group and we'll move her as needed.  Because the choirs have different leaders and they would want to hear her if she's singing in their group.  No, I'm not the leader of either group.  Yes, I do work for them, though. 

And then, two days later, she calls again and we have the exact same conversation.

*headdesk*