Jan 15, 2007
Number 9...
by mike (Mike Macgirvin)
The order was ready at the fast food counter. The girl leaned into the microphone.
Number 9!
(no perception of activity in the nearby region...).
Number 9?
Number 9!!!!
Number 9.
Number 9!?!
By this point I was howling in laughter. She was probably not more than sixteen years old. Gave me a quizzical look as if to say 'I don't get it. What's so funny?'. Which is precisely why I was rolling on the floor. ...Because she didn't get it. Didn't have a clue.
I'm probably going to be asked to explain this but I won't. Those of you who understand will likewise find it amusing. Those that are clueless will have to remain that way.
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Now this is weird. For about a year or so, I've had a number of Beatles songs sitting on my iPod. Today I heard a, erm, weird song, and had to look at the display. And yes, it was "9". And today, I randomly came to your site. Maybe there is a Spaghetti Being?
(And, hey, wasn't there an 80s film about a robot-turned-human which had the number 9?)