I am sitting at my desk sleepily grazing through google reader when the phone rings.
"*Bobo's insurance company, how can I help you?"
Client: "I need to blah blah blah. And Could you hootie hootie blah blah"
I am kinda zoning back into google at this point. Sorry but we all do it occasionally and my boss walks by and asks:
"Is that Jim Beam?"
I silently mouthed yes and nodded my head.
"Will you ask him if he found my butt plate?"
"Mr. Beam, could you please hold on a second?"
"Ummm", I stammered. "Would you like to talk to him?"
"No. Just ask him."
"I, uh, Mr. Bobo..
Damn! He went into his office and shut the door.
I take a deep breath and pick up the phone.
"Did you uh, happen to uh,"
Another deep breath
"Did you find Mr. Bobo's **butt plate"?
"Oh yeah. I was supposed to bring that when I brought the gun", he chuckled.
"Tell him don't worry that I will bring it".
"OK, Well is there anything else I could do for you today?"
"No mam, thank you for your time"
So I get up and go to his office to deliver the message.
I also now know what a butt plate is.
It's not near as embarrassing as it sounds but it is still very awkward to ask a client.
*Also all the names have been changed to protect the innocent AND for my amusement. Wouldn't it be funny to have a boss named Mr. Bobo? Almost as funny as the word butt plate.