Had a good one tonight. Called the one in the back of England and a guy picked up. I sounded echoey, do these things have speakerphone? Anyway, he picked up and said hello and I asked him to pick up some milk on his way home. He said he'd do his best and asked if I wanted skim, whole, or chocolate. This kind of set me off, and I said "do you not know what kind of milk we drink around here? We drink skim! And I'm not going to play these games, I found the last of the milk this morning still in a bowl in the sink with Fruity Pebbles still in it and I'm not pointing fingers but..." and he cut me off yelling about having done my laundry last week and I fired back about it being the end of the month and not having a rent check from him and then I yelled "get milk!" and hung up.