Day-Scare Center

(I work in a call center selling credit cards over the phone. I get a call one day from a woman who sounds like she is surrounded by children.)

Me: “…and what is—”

Caller: *to kids in the background* “Hey! Quiet down back there! Don’t make me get the rolling pin!”

(I think to myself: Oh, my! Well, they are her children, not mine, so I’ll ignore it.)

Caller: “You were saying?”

Me: “Yes, ma’am, what is your occupation?”

Caller: “Oh! I work for a daycare center.”