Riiing! Riiing! Riiing! "Shut up." Riiing! Riiing! Riiing! "What did I just say? SHUT UP!" Riiing! Riiing! Riiing! "For the love of God..." Riiing! Riiing! Riii-... "Hello?" "Hello, Chris! This is Martha from an bottlecap industry, I was just wondering if you would like to partake in a small over-the-phone interview." "Considering I ignored your phone call the first couple of times and was damn well close to ignoring this one, too... fine. Let's just get this over with." "Great! I like you, do you like me?" "...I haven't met you before, but sure, why not?" "Awesome!" "Yeah...? ... ... ... ... ... ... ...Hello?" "Hi!" "Do you have anymore questions to ask me?" "One moment, please. I'm writing your answer down." "How long does it take for you to write down a simple 'yes'?" "One moment, please." "Look, I've got a raccoon to turn into roadkill. Bye!" Hanging up the phone, Chris walks to his phone jack and rips the plugs out of the little box thing, then goes to bed. |