I Bet You’re Worried. I Was Worried.

I work in a library. One day, the phone rings and my coworker answers it. She is a middle-aged lady who is very mature and proper.

Coworker: “Hello, [Library], how may I help you?”

I hear the garbled sound of the caller speaking over the phone.

Coworker: “Oh, my! Watch your mouth, young lady!” *Hangs up*

Me: “What did she say?”

Coworker: “She was a prankster. She said she wanted something called The V-A-G-I-N-A Monologues.“

Me: “Um, [Coworker], you do realize there is an actual book called The Vagina Monologues, right?”

My coworker turned bright red.