"Edengene Incorporated. Allysia Speaking. How may I serve you today?"
"Hello? Yes!" came the response. "I was on hold for half a damn hour!"
"Well sir, you must appreciate that here at Edengene, the recent increases in efficiency have allowed us to reduce our complaints department staff-"
"BUT-! Right, you know what? WHATEVER. Anyway, this catgirl that I ordered arrived today. It's faulty!"
"Which order number would that be sir?"
There was a brief rustling of paper as the caller cursed his way through a sheaf of carbon paper.
"Let's see," said Allysia, typing the numbers into her terminal. "That would be the 'Minxy Mitzy' package with options "17 years, XXL breasts, full body freckles, three inches shorter than client, complete with cheerleader outfit", correct?"
"Yes," sighed the caller.
"And what seems to be the problem with your order sir?"
"It's got a dick."
"I see. You did not select that option?"
"Wha-? No! And another thing! The breasts aren't real!"