I had a note on my computer at work to call a lady inquiring about our hospital beds.
"Hello?" she asked as she picked up the phone for my call.
"Yes ma'am. I am returning your call about the hospital bed."
"Does it have a bed pan built in?" she asked.
"Excuse me?" I asked flummoxed.
"You know! Something to poop in!" The lady tersely responded.
"No ma'am. We don't sell them like that."
"Well damn," The lady abruptly said and hung up the phone.
I burst out in a smile. I wouldn't be surprised if you could find one like that, but we don't sell them. Normally, phone calls send me in a tizzy, but one of the gals up front had wrote on the note "She's Flaky!" I was interested in the call cause I am flaky, too! I thought maybe I had found my soul mate.
Right! I am off to do deliveries. I have a grand total of two tonight. That we can do!