My Flock
- Chris Zell
- Dec 28, 2017
- 1 min read
First posted on July 14, 2006
I just got a call, actually two calls from the same idio. . .person. Basically, they asked the same questions in both calls (it happens more than you’d think) but they ended the second one by asking,
“What kind of locks do you recommend?” To which I responded, in a very chipper manner I might add,
“The ones we sell.”
She didn’t get the joke and started giving me shit so I cut her off and told her it was a joke and that she can get any damn lock she feels comfortable with.
I think when she realized it was a joke she felt a little sheepish.
So, when she comes in tomorrow, I’m going to shear her from her money.
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