yikesarama

Here's a funny little story I've been meaning to write:

My cell phone rings and this woman from Qu*st Diagnostics is on the other end of the line. Here's the conversation:

Me: Hello?
QD: Yes, Ms. W?
Me: Yes
QD: You wrote on your paperwork that your daughter was born on November 3, 2006. (VERY sarcastically)
Me: (thinking, is that right? oh yes, it is and uh oh, what did I do now?) Yes, that's correct.
QD: So she's a hundred and two?
Me: Ummm, no, she's two.
QD: Well that's not what it's caculating out to be!
Me: Well, it's now 2008 (at the time) and she was born in 2006, so yes, she's two years old. (Just think, I figured that out without using a calculator!!)
QD: Hmm, I wonder what's wrong with the caculator. I'm sorry!! hahaha, I don't know what's wrong with this thing! It's telling me she a hundred and two! ahahahaha...

Honest to God, this was an actual conversation.
Isn't it S. C. A. R. Y.?