It is important to say that I work as a receptionist at an Alzehiemer's home.
On my shift today, a young voice calls. He asks if this is an old folks' home and says that he might need to move here. Thinking that this could be a self-placement inquiry, I am professional and respectful. Some old people still have young voices, right?
He starts to tell me about himself.
"My name is Philip. I live at... the beach... in a trash can --" Click!
What??
As soon as he hangs up, I start cracking up. If there was ever a contest for favorite phone calls at work, this would definitely be at the top of the list.
A few hours go by as I'm going through my day and another call comes through. The same young voice as before begins to ask me if this is an "old folks' home" and tells me that he may need to move in. Being suspicious but not wanting to risk being rude, I ask,
"Is this a prank call?" Not super rude, right? I mean, I have to check.
"No," replies the mischievous voice. I hear laughing in the background.
"Do you happen to know Philip who lives in a trash can at the beach?"
More laughter erupts in the background and I kindly accuse the young caller again.
"I'm just calling cuz you sound hot! --" Click!
...And you sound like you're 12 years old.
And that is the end of Philip-who-lives-in-a-trash-can-at-the-beach.
On my shift today, a young voice calls. He asks if this is an old folks' home and says that he might need to move here. Thinking that this could be a self-placement inquiry, I am professional and respectful. Some old people still have young voices, right?
He starts to tell me about himself.
"My name is Philip. I live at... the beach... in a trash can --" Click!
What??
As soon as he hangs up, I start cracking up. If there was ever a contest for favorite phone calls at work, this would definitely be at the top of the list.
A few hours go by as I'm going through my day and another call comes through. The same young voice as before begins to ask me if this is an "old folks' home" and tells me that he may need to move in. Being suspicious but not wanting to risk being rude, I ask,
"Is this a prank call?" Not super rude, right? I mean, I have to check.
"No," replies the mischievous voice. I hear laughing in the background.
"Do you happen to know Philip who lives in a trash can at the beach?"
More laughter erupts in the background and I kindly accuse the young caller again.
"I'm just calling cuz you sound hot! --" Click!
...And you sound like you're 12 years old.
And that is the end of Philip-who-lives-in-a-trash-can-at-the-beach.
I shall track every trash can on the entire west coast and punch everyone named Philip who lives in one.
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