The Time Lady

YOU CAN NO LONGER CALL TIME. (By Miss Information)
I learned this today when I needed the actual time and not the
i-wake-up-late-and-set-my-clock-ten-minutes-fast-so-that-I-can-be-punctual
time.

It's sad to me, because I actually USED this service, but I was
apparently alone. & when I got the recording (who was speaking?)
informing me that this service was discontinued, I went to catch my
train to find that it was twenty minutes late!
Gee, wonder why?

It is not as sad as the demise of the telegram but somehow it is similar.
& I shall always regret never having sent a telegram.

"Good morning. At the tone, Pacific Daylight Time will be 12:57,
exactly". It was always confusing to be told "good morning" at just
past midnight.

sigh. I might just be (am) overly sentimental but this rather saddens
me in a serious way. The lady voice was Jane Barbe. I like her. She is
dead. She is rolling in her electronic grave.

this sounds like transmittals from a very special dimension:
http://www.dmine.com/phworld/sounds/misc/janebarbe.mp3

and here's more on the Time Lady:
http://www.etcia.com/barbe/timelady.html

I am really disheartened by this. I think the end of the Time Lady
must have something to do with the proliferation of high-income
condiminium developments, the occupation of Iraq, overpopulation, and
general cultural idiocy.

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