Unfiltered Story #211657

, , | Unfiltered | October 15, 2020

(I’m the dumb one here. Years ago, my mom worked for a law firm that went by the four last names of its founders – let’s call it Allen, Baker, Cunningham, and Dale. After getting home from school one afternoon, I need to call my mom at work for something. The receptionist answers.)

Receptionist: Allen, Baker, Cunningham, and Dale.

Me: Allen, Baker, Cunningham and – umm…I mean, extension [123], please.

(The receptionist chuckled and transferred me, I was mortified, and 15 years later I have not forgotten the time my brain completely malfunctioned.)