The other day, two of my coworkers were in my office talking about movies. One of them asked, “What’s that movie with Michael Jordan? The animated one?” Even though they weren’t talking to me, I proudly, loudly gave the answer, feeling quite the smug-trivia-queen. Then a weak “um…hello?” drifted out of my headset, reminding me that I was not, in fact, on a game show, and was, in fact, on the phone. So I did what anyone else would do in this situation, assuming there could ever be anyone else in this situation: I blurted out “Space Jam!” and hung up on a priest.