One weekend, a while back, I received a phone call on my cell. I could see from the caller ID that it was from one of my co-workers Ben White’s house.
I answered in my usual manner, “Hi, this is Bill.”
I was surprised to hear a woman’s voice. “Yes. Hi. I need help with my home computer.” She said.
I found this to be a strange request because I am somewhat of an idiot when it comes to computers and the fact that I have never spoken to Ben’s wife before. “Uh. Okay.”
She could tell from my hesitation that maybe she called the wrong number. “Well, This is the Geek Squad, right?” She asked.
“Excuse me?” I replied.
“I am looking for the Geek Squad.”
I was perplexed. “This is Bill. I work with your husband.”
She hesitated, “Oh, I am so sorry. I was looking for the Geek Squad.”
“Well I am sorry. I wish I could help you.”
She started to chuckle, “Oh you see, Ben wrote down a few numbers on a piece of paper and next to this one, he wrote Geek."
I laughed myself. “So now I know how your husband really feels about me. He thinks I'm a geek.” I said jokingly.
She was caught off guard. “Oh no. There is another number under the word Geek. That must be the one to the Geek Squad.”
“Riiiight.” I said sarcastically.
“No. Really. I am sorry I bothered you.”
“That’s okay. I am just glad it does not say ASSHOLE next to my name.”
Which, now that I think about it, it probably does now.