One time in New York, I did that. A few minutes into the question-and-answer period, a guy at the back of the room raised his hand. “Yes, sir?” I asked. “Who are you?” he said. “I beg your pardon?” “Who are you?” he asked. All of the people around him kind of gave him a strange look. “I don’t understand,” I said. “Well,” he explained, “I was just walking by outside the hotel, and I saw this sign that said ‘Jeopardy! Testing.’ So I thought I’d come in. I have never heard of the show, and I don’t know who you are.” Then he started apologizing. “Don’t apologize,” I told him. “You don’t have to
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