What Would Joan Crawford Do?

All right, who was the wise guy who thought it was a good idea to put a working microphone in one of our exhibits? No seriously, I want to know what the hell our managers were thinking when they decided to OK this little project. Now I have the pleasure of listening to little urchins scream into a microphone all day. I’m not kidding. They don’t sing or talk, they just scream and now it’s amplified. When my manager asked me what I thought of it I said, “Oh you mean the angel’s choir? I think it’s delightful.”