Call Mr. Fox

It was a written message with return phone number left on my desk which I thought might have to do with an insurance claim I was pursuing. I had never met Mr. Fox personally. Nonetheless, I returned the call.

A pleasant-sounding woman answered and said simply, "Administration…."

"Could I speak to Mr. Fox, please?"

"I'm sorry. Mr. Fox is unavailable right now but if you hold I can probably get Mr. Bunny Rabbit to make some noises."

Yeah, just another day of practical jokes at work. I had been set up to call the Cleveland Zoo. Ha-ha!