Somebody Needs to Control Me.

I'm sitting at the desk. A man just came up to find out Census information about one of our rooms.

As the contact person he asked me for my name and address. and then he asked me for my phone number, and I replied with an "ooohhh!". Then I proceeded to tell him that he could call me whenever he wanted.

He told me he was pretty sure it was against his job's rules, but that it made him feel better about himself.

I just hit on a Census taker.