That’s Ducking Brilliant

(I’m about thirteen years old. My mother calls me into the living room, laughing. She holds the phone out to me.)

Mom: *giggling* “Call this number!”

(Confused, I dial the number, and wait for somebody to pick up.)

Automated Message: “Thank you for calling [Company]. This call may be recorded–”

(I look to my mother, confused, as it seems to be a normal business number. She giggles and motions for me to keep listening. The automated message continues as normal, until…)

Automated Message: “To hear a duck quack, press seven.”

(Startled, I press seven, and am rewarded with the sound of a duck call.)

Me: “REALLY, MOM?!”

(I shared the number with several friends over the next few weeks, and we all had a laugh over it. Unfortunately, after searching the Internet for the number, it seems that the company was bought out (in 2006 or sooner) and the duck has since been removed from the menu.)