When I worked for a credit card company, a lady called in from her cell phone which wasn’t on the account, so to verify her we needed the account number. The next thing I hear is her yelling to her husband,
“Honey! Are you pooping? I need the credit card. Just open the door, it’s not like I’ve never smelled poop before.”
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