“Aw, c’mon, buddy! What are you, blind? I mean, if you ARE blind, you were actually doing a phenomenal job up until that one call. Frankly, I’m not even sure how you found the place where you’re supposed to stand. But maybe this isn’t the number one career path for you. Is that wrong to say? Hell.”
“Dude, that was so a strike! Strike is the one where it goes in the middle, yes? Hell.”
“Nice pants. Make sure and call me next time Big Lots gets in an order of warped black dress pants because I need some material to black out a window on a shack in the woods. Also, your call was inaccurate.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me with that call. If I made phone calls the way you made baseball calls, I’d be calling the wrong people and accusing them of swinging bats at people all day when really they didn’t swing bats. God!”