I was not thrilled with the idea of letting my clueless 13-year-oldson babysit his younger sisters, even though he begged me to."What about a ﬁre?"I asked, referring to my No. 1 concern."Mom," he said, rolling his eyes, "I'm a Boy Scout. I know how tostart a ﬁre."If you have a parrot and you don't teach it to say, ’Help, they'veturned me into a parrot’, you are wasting everybody's time.At the Internal Revenue Service where I used to work, no oﬃcerwas immune from letters of complaint written by disgruntledtaxpayers.One time an irate farmer wrote to my supervisor:"Please tell Oﬃcer McLamb I do not owe this tax. Furthermore, donot refer to my wife as a 'spouse.'"