That awkward moment when you're on the phone with a new propane company because the one you used to go through has a less than capable secretary, and this company's secretary is so competent that she's firing questions at you and you suddenly can't remember your last name, or your address, or your phone number. And she stops and goes, "Are you okay? I can slow down..." And you feel really stupid so you say, "No it's okay, I'm just not good with inquisitions."
At least she laughed, I guess.