"Dare, dare to believe you can survive" the television blasted as an old MTV music video splashed on the screen.  Teo was trying to fill the time in before he had to make the call.<br/><br/>But Teo wasn't convinced the outdated song was correct because the transcription service had just informed him that Mark, the one that handled his account before, had moved on to another company.  Actually, Mark came into the picture purely by accident.  Teo remembered when he had wheeled himself into the agency (Living Scribes) to explain what he was looking for.  Mark came out for the consultation; suddenly, Mark had said, "Wait.  Let me see if I can envision what you are wanting to do."  Taking out his laptop, for the next two hours - Teo gave thought after thought of what he was looking for and Mark transcribed it.  From that point forward, Teo insisted that Mark transcribe his life story like a diary.  The money was nothing; having his thoughts in a form he could remember forever was worth so much to him.<br/><br/>For four years, Teo would call Mark six days a week.  It was a totally professional relationship over the phone; Mark would never question the contents of what he was transcribing even though some of it was especially personal.  One time, he did giggle when Teo expressed in his journal how he loved the agency but hated the name "Living Scribes" and couldn't they come up with something better?<br/><br/>Now, that was over.  He was told to call at his regular time (9:30 am promptly every morning, just when the offices were really getting underway in its activities).  The agency would have a new person, just as top quality as Mark.<br/><br/>9:27.  About time to call;  Teo was nervous.  Could he find someone else able to handle his complex emotions and ideas?  He flipped through the channels on the TV.  Someone advertising the latest and greatest fruit cutting knife:  buy one get one free.  FLIP.  Some whacked out 80's hair band.  FLIP.  James Bond with a beautiful woman.  Eeek; those women's bodies are so over rated.  FLIP.   A lecture on old manuscripts from ancient books in Alexandria, Egypt!  Neat; going on an archealogical dig would be exciting!  FLIP.  Oh, news about elections.  Teo was tired of knowing what the republicans thought of President Obama.<br/><br/>9:29.  He was nervous; what if the other person didn't get him.  What if they laughed when he started dictating.  After all, he would just get lost in his thoughts somewhere.  Ohh … what if they didn't do the INDEX for him that he needed.  Mark was good at taking the major topics and putting them into an index so when the end of the year came and he bound up his diary, he could review again all the things that came up.<br/><br/>He picked up the phone; dialing the number was easy.  He had memorized it; 999-555-TYPE.  "Living Scribe Transcription Service, how may I help you?"  He left an awkward silence.  "Hi, it's Teo"<br/><br/>"Teo!" the operator said.  "When you called in, I was given specific instructions to forward you to the new transcriptionist."