Is Your Mother Home?
I worked at a call center years ago. I overheard an angry commotion from the headset of the gal next to me. The yelling continued for what seemed like 30 minutes, but it was probably closer to five. But she was totally unfazed, just reading a magazine while the ranting continued. Finally, I heard my co-worker ask, “Your mother or father home, sweetie? We’re not permitted to speak with children.”
They hung up. Before the next auto-dial, I said, “Darn, that was a kid?” She just shrugged, “No, it was some old man.”
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