cows can't use the phone.

I told Shannon this story and she thought it was funny and that I should post it here.

The farm I work on gets a lot of visitors. The owners have built an amazing cheese aging complex at the farm and people come from all over America and Europe to see it. It really is pretty cool. But these cellars are not visible from the road. The thing that is visible from the road is the barn. So, if someone has not ever been to the farm before, he or she is most likely to stop at the first place they come to - the barn. I frequently direct people to the cellars while I'm at work. Sometimes people are also interested in the cows. We have Ayrshires, a not entirely rare breed of cattle but certainly more unusual than the standard Holstein or Jersey.

One of the first days I was ever at work by myself a man walked confidently in the barn, introduced himself and said he was here to see Zoe. He seemed like he knew what was going on, so I led him over to Zoe, who was happily eating her afternoon grain ration.

He looked at me funny and said slowly "I'm here to see Zoe."
"This is Zoe." I said, pointing to the name tag above her stall.
"I talked to her on the phone."
"Oh .... uh .... oh the phone?" I said sheepishly. Then I realized that I didn't really know the names of everyone who worked at the cellars yet and I wondered if there was someone there named Zoe.
"Yes, on the phone."
"I bet she is over at the office, then," I said and directed him over to the cellars.