The strangest line I uttered today is: "Our customer's sexual orientation is not our business."

But really, sometimes I feel like a mama-san directing the girls to different clients to sing, dance and be merry ('cept nobody is). Then an irate customer will phone and we'll have a mind-boggling conversation.

Customer: "I'm not happy with who you sent me!"
Me: "What's wrong? You wanted someone who can sing and dance."
Customer: "Yes, you sent me someone who can sing and dance."
Pause.
Customer: "But you sent me a boy."

Take me away from here.