Oh my...

[captain_slinky]

I helped a nice young couple tonight, over the phone. They were haing trouble ordering some sort of boxing event on pay-per-view, and I was fixing it from the Comcast end. As I was sending signals to the cable box and checking all the billing stuff, the lady started moaning.

And the guy started moaning.

And there was a sound much like someone eating a VERY juicy orange.

I excused myself and asked if I could put them on hold for a few moments, and the lady said Ohhhhhhhhh yes, so I put them on hold.

Came back a few minutes later to a a very rythmic moaning of both the lady and the guy, very obviously in the throes of passion. "Wait, wait, wait... he's back! Ohhhhhhhhhhgawd...."

And of course I acted as though nothing had happened, and thanked them for holding, and went on with the trouble shooting of the problem.

I have to wonder... I mean, I *know* I do a darned fine job of helping the fine folks of this State with their internet and cable television problems. But am I really *that good* to inspire spontaneous marital relations? And what type of person seesthis situation and says "Oh honey, I am SO turned on by the way you're giving that guy on the phone all your account information! I MUST HAVE YOU!!!"