Marcy, it’s everywhere!

My wife has been invited to participate in a survey of what it’s like to participate in surveys.
Honest! I’m not joking!
I won’t name the surveyors. Protect them, as it were.
I can just imagine the survey questions.
“Please rate your most recent survey experience: -a) favorable, -b) somewhat favorable, -c) middling, -d) somewhat unfavorable, -e) unfavorable, -f) no opinion.”
Do we get a prize?
Rite Aid makes us eligible for a $10,000 prize-drawing, if we rate our shopping experience.
Is this thing for real?
It came in an official-looking envelope.
We passed. (No opinion.)

• RE: “Marcy, it’s everywhere!” —“Marcy” is my number-one Ne’er-do-Well — she was the first I was e-mailing stuff to. Marcy and I worked in adjacent cubicles at the Mighty Mezz, from where I retired. At one time she asked how I managed to dredge up so much insane material to write up, and I responded “Marcy, it’s everywhere!” —She now lives near Boston. (She’s the reason for this blog.)
• The “Ne’er-do-Wells” are an e-mail list of everyone I e-mail my stuff to.
• The “Mighty Mezz” is the Canandaigua Daily-Messenger newspaper, from where I retired over four years ago. Best job I ever had. (“Canandaigua” [“cannon-DAY-gwuh”] is a small city nearby where we live in Western NY. The city is also within a rural town called “Canandaigua.” The name is Indian, and means “Chosen Spot.” —It’s about 15 miles away.)
• My wife of 42+ years is “Linda.”