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Dear Ann Landers,
here's a woman who works in this office who thinks she is Queen Elizabeth. Her desk is on the aisle. Since she has been here since the Year One, the boss, out of respect for old age, introduces her to all the big shots who come this way. It is sickening the way she rises to her feet and extends her hand with a regal flourish. Isn't this bad manners? Shouldn't a woman remain seated and wait for the gentleman to extend his hand? How about putting the ignoramus straight?-B.D. And C.

Dear B.D.,
Sorry, but the queen is right. It's perfectly proper for a woman to stand at her desk when being intro-duced to a person of importance. And, of course, the woman always extends her hand first.



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