At least the calls today are AMUSING instead of inflamatory...

[captain_slinky]

Upper-Middle-Aged Female Customer who has just been through a divorce and knows nothing about computers because that's what her husband always did, realizing that she shoudl really let her Teenage Son, Brian, handle the re-connection of Internet.

Hang on... let me get you my Son, Brian. He knows much more about this stuff than I do. Just... hang on!

**shuffle, shuffle, stomptompstomp**

BRIAN! BRIAN WHERE ARE YOU? WHERE ARE Y- Oh, Sean! Have you seen your Brother?

**mumblemumblemumble, sounds a bit like a friendly "I can help you, mother, what do you need?" type of speaking**

No, I don't need the IDIOT-SON, I need Brian! BRAIN! BRIAN WHERE ARE YOU? I NEED YOU TO TALK TO THE COMCAST! BRIAN?!?!?"