Telephone

When I was a kid, the telephone stayed in one place; it did not follow you around the house. I want to know where my appliances are at all times, thank you. I am not ready for that Trilogy of Terror moment.

the last of the beer drained
the end of countless cigarettes
credit cards tapped out
empty baggies of yesterdays lunch
the sigh of a world condemed to be inhabited by humans,
a cellphone rings in the distance

i got woken up by a phone call one morning, and it was this guy trying to get me to buy something, or submit my identity for some corporate rapine, or maybe he just had the wrong number. anyway, i hung up on him, and got a call from this girl i wasn't dating at the time who just wanted me to know that she was right outside my door, it was locked, and she wanted to come in and use the phone. i wasn't awake enough to understand wit, so i just got up and let her in. she said she liked my boxers.

The telephone is the greatest nuisance among conveniences and the greatest convenience among nuisances.

Why is it that the wrong number on a telephone is never busy?

How can you detest Graham Bell for creating telemarketing by indirectly creating the telephone? The telephone is not a crapulent invention, instead, it is perhaps the most influential invention in human history. Think of how, despite appearing insignificant and commonplace, a telephone is important in your everyday communication. Better to have your dinner interupted than to hear too late of some interesting example I am too lazy to contrive. Think people! Think! Argh.

Mr Graham Bell can be loved or detested. Depends on whether the telephone brings you calls from people who love you or from the telephone company telling you your bill is unpaid and they are about to cut you off.