"Can you call my daughter for me?" Mrs. A asked the nurse.
"Sure," she said, picking up the receiver.
"Her number is 30301."
"I'm sorry," said the nurse. "I didn't catch all of it. What was it again?"
"30301. I can't remember the other two numbers."
(I love how they think we can just pull this information out of our pants. We "grow up", then we "grow down".)
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