“Freestylin’,” the most annoying ringtone ever to, well, ring, ruins another perfectly good morning. Whitney groans and rolls over to fumble on her nightstand in hopes of silencin’ the stylin’.
Q: Why does she have her alarm set as such a terrible ringtone?
Q/A: Is there any ringtone that can make 5:15 seem like a good time to wake up?
A/A: No. Whitney despises this ringtone so zealously that avoiding any possible repetition of the mechanical sing-song ding-a-ling keeps her from hitting the snooze button and forces her at least mostly awake.
Q: Isn’t it sort of a cliché to start a chapter with the ringing of an alarm clock?
Q/A: How did your day start today?
A/A: It’s not like everything you read comes from nowhere, you know. That is to say, everything comes from somewhere. To avoid starting a day—especially a Monday—with the ringing of an alarm clock would be like walking into a lame duck session with an elephant in the room that no one wants to talk about until the donkey’s red glare has left the building. That is to say, it just wouldn’t make sense.
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