My sister and I were 16 and 18 the first time we answered phones at a pledge. We were seated next to a woman who was well into her twenties. That night a man we called The Pussy Person called several times. His line was always the same, "How many hairs have you got on your etc."
The older woman would scream, "YOU MUST BE SICK!" every time she got him. My sister and I thought he was hilarious. I kept telling him I'd left my cat at home, while my sister said, "Just a minute while I count, one two three....."
At every pledge, men call up and ask the women who answer, "Which one are you?" My answer was always, "I'm the nun." (I'm not. They don't let Presbyterians be nuns.)