A Knysna insurance salesman calls a house to try sell the latest package. A little boy answers the phone and whispers, “Hello.”

“Hello, is your Daddy home?”

The little boy whispers, “Yes.”

“Can I talk to him?”

The boy whispers, “No, he’s busy.”

The man asks, “Mommy home?”

“Yes.”

“Can I talk to her?”

The little boy says softly, “No, she’s busy.”

“Are there any other adults there?”

Still whispering, “Yes, a police man and a fireman.”

“Well, can I talk to one of them?”

“No, they’re busy.”

The salesman is sitting there wondering what could be going on in that house so he asks, “What are they doing to make them so busy?”

The little boy whispers back, “Looking for me.”