I Hate John Philip Sousa

[poliphilo]

The phone rang at 2.30 in the morning.  I tumbled out of bed, thinking, "so who's died this time?", ran the length of  the  splintery landing in my bare naked feet and got a pre-recorded salesman, voice like autumn sunshine, saying, "this call will cost you nothing..."

I should freaking well hope not!

After that we couldn't sleep. So we went downstairs, made a hot drink and watched an Open University programme about John Philip Sousa.

Da Da diddly-dee dee dee dee pom pom pom...

Comments

[jfs.livejournal.com]

The Cowboy Junkies have a fantastic song called Sun comes up, it's Tuesday morning which has a line which says 'Telephone rings, but I don't answer it; everybody knows, good news always sleeps until noon'.

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

That's very true. No-one rings you up with good news in the middle of the night.

I hate sales calls- but automated ones just add insult to injury.

[jfs.livejournal.com]

I was recently rung by my sister to tell me that I was an uncle again; she'd given birth at 2am and thankfully waited until 10am to tell me. :-)

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

That's the way to do it!