Phone Call — a short story

Posted on 2014 May 8

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*ring-ring*

“Hello?”

“James?”

“Yes?”

“James, this is Death calling.”

“Who?”

“Death.”

“You mean the guy in the hooded robe, holding a sickle?”

“Yes.”

“Okaaay… And what can I do for you?”

“I have come to claim you.”

“What, over the phone?”

“I need your address.”

“Well, um, listen, I’m kinda busy right now. Could you call back later?”

“When?”

“Oh, I dunno, a couple months? I’ve got a ton of stuff to do, no time for dying, you know, heh-heh—”

“Very well. Wind up your affairs, and I shall call you again in two months.”

“Don’t hurry yourself or anything.”

“Goodbye.”

“Yeah, sure, ‘bye–” 

*click*

*click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click*

*ring-ring*

You’ve reached TransWorld, the phone company that cares. Please stay on the line. An operator will be with you shortly.

[music]

We’re sorry for the delay. Please stay on the line, and an operator will take your call in the order received.

[music]

“Thank you for calling TransWorld. My name is Monica. How may I assist you today?”

“I need to change my phone number.”

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