Thursday, January 18, 2007


As I am getting ready to leave this morning the phone rings. Without even looking I answer it and am greeted by a woman who then proceeds to butcher my last name, "may I please speak to Mrs. ^$#&*(?" At this point I knew it was a telamarketer and I said, sorry she is not it.

"Well, then may I speak to someone on her staff?"

Blink. Blink.

"Her what?"

"Her staff, may I speak to someone on her staff?"

"She has no staff."

"Oh, well I will call another time."

Now I have thought of this all day. Who would be calling me thinking I had a staff????

Kinda funny!!!



Randi said...

Maybe she was referring to your dear hubby? Or maybe your staff of young-uns? ;)

Elise said...

Right - why didn't you hand the phone to Chosen One? And if he wasn't there, say, "Her staff isn't in, but her mess crew is here. Would you like to speak to one of them?" :)

QueenHeroical said...

Too funny.

Yes but don't we all a personal staff; my staff consists of one very lax washer woman, an unreliable dishwasher, head financial officer, and chief bottle washer but they are all very tired at the moment and unwilling to talk on the phone at the best of times.


lindiepindie said...

I wish I had a staff! That's silly, but I'm guessing it's a new thing they've started to keep us on the phone.