Although this is a true story, ya may find it amusing.
Just had a customer call me on the phone, whereas she asked what information she needed, so she could get a used tire. She asked if I needed the make, model, brand? I told her I really needed the size of the tire, more than the other stuff.
She then asked what was the size and where could she find it. I told her it was on the sidewall of the tire... and most likely started with a P if it was a car....and I needed all seven numbers after the P.
She keeps me on the phone and goes to her vehicle...and then starts spouting off random numbers....like 0, 3, 5, 2, 1
I stopped her and told her that wasn't a size.
She then rattles off like 5, 0, 2, 2, 1....when I stop her again and tell her that's not a size.
I ask her what she is reading and she huffily tells me the size.
I then ask if she is reading the numbers in the correct order, and she angrily informs me that I didn't say anything about the numbers having to be in an order.
I tell her that the order of the numbers IS the size. She then curses at me, calls me an idiot, and hangs up.
Geez. Hindsight being 20/20, I guess she gives out her phone number with just the digits, and it's up to the other person to figure out the correct order.
Are you laughing now?