One caller to our answering service gave me his name, number and message and then said, "You know my name. What's yours?"
"4136," I replied, since we were allowed only to give our operator numbers.
Sounding disappointed, he said, "May I call you by your first digit, or would that be too personal?"
Kathy was shopping in the mall with her two children and a display in the window of a lingerie store caught her eye.
"Do you think Daddy would like this?" she asked the kids, as she pointed to the lacy pajamas with matching robe.
"No way," four-year-old Rian replied. "Daddy would NEVER wear that!"
When a customer left his cell phone in my store, I scrolled through his saved numbers, stopped at "Mom" and pushed send. His mother answered, and I told her what happened.
"Don't worry," she said, "I'll take care of it."
A few minutes later, the cell phone rang. It was "Mom."
"Martin," she said, "you left your cell phone at the convenience store."
Money talks, but all mine ever says is, "Good-bye."