20-BOB GETS AN ANGRY CALL
FROM CAROL
Carol calls Bob to tell him that a customer found a hair in her cookie. Bob wants Carol to forget about this, but Carol thinks it's very serious. She refuses to buy any more cookies from Bob.
Carol: Bob, a lady came into the Village Market today ranting and raving.
Bob: Oh yeah? What happened?
Carol: She found a blue hair in her chocolate chip cookie!
Bob: Aha. I can see how she'd be taken aback.
Carol: Does anybody in your family have blue hair?
Bob: As a matter of fact, my son's girlfriend Amber has blue hair.
Carol: Bob, I can't sell your cookies anymore.
Bob: Aren't you blowing things out of proportion?
Carol: The health department would throw the book at me if they found out about this.
Bob: Couldn't we just sweep this under the rug?
Carol: No. This is too serious.
Bob: But I was just getting a handle on the cookie business.
Now what will I do? I don't have any other way of making a living!
Carol: My heart goes out to you, Bob, but you need to get your act together. I want to sell chocolate chip cookies, not hair cookies!
Bob: I guess I just knocked myself out for the past week for nothing.
Carol: Clearly!
