Which Reminds Me

I am suddenly reminded of something that happened at work a few years ago, where someone was talking about the case of Monica Crowley. I don't remember much about that. This bogus effort to attach me to Monica has got to stop. I may pity Monica but I never knew anything beyond the usual office chatter, if any, at the sort of average, sort of dingy workplace. I feel no overwhelming need to prove to you that I am not a deaf mute by taking that bait. Rather, I will need to wait until you hang yourself with your own bait.