Back in the 80s, cold calling, sitting in a home at a quick close, whipped out the contract, she slids it over to the husband and say's "sighn that honey" He say's "you sighn it" While flipping through the plans. She say's "I'm finnishing the dishes you sighn it" He say's "just sighn it!" she say's "No! dam it you sighn it!"
To defuse the situation as well as comfort my clown urge I said "Let's get Mikey to sighn it, he'll sighn anything!"
It took about 2 minutes for this big tada look on my to wear away. Both of them just stood stunned. Then she said "Honey, will you go upstairs and get mickey?" I had no idea that they had a son named Mike. He said "You go get him."
Bob