Our daughter Wendy stayed home to housesit while my wife and I went away for our anniversary. As she was eating dinner, the phone rang. It was a telemarketer.

Wendy: “Hello?”

Telemarketer: “Good evening. May I speak to Mr. Gallamore?”

Wendy: “I’m sorry, but he’s out of town celebrating his wedding anniversary.”

Telemarketer: “Oh, I understand. Well, then, may I please speak to Mrs. Gallamore?”