All right, so I’m sitting at work, and the phone rings. Most of the calls I get are wrong numbers, but I take 'em anyway, cause it might be someone important. So I pick up the phone:
Me: Hello?
Guy: Um…Uh…Sorry, I forgot who I was calling for.
My brain: Yeah…
Guy: Is there someone there with double-D measurements?
My brain: WHAT THE FUCK?!
Me: I’m sorry, you seem to have a wrong number.
Guy: Oh, I see…<click>
The rest of my morning since then has been spent trying to stifle bursts of laughter. Poor guy–can you imagine how he must feel?