There was this bank on the corner on the street where I grew up. And they had a dumpster. Which a big truck would come and empty.
This was a very loud process. And, according to local ordinances, they couldn't do loud processes like this before 8 AM. So my parents complained, and the bank promised to look into it, and move their trash pickup later in the day.
My parents complained again, and the bank said that they'd made all appropriate changes and that they'd rescheduled the garbage pickup.
Much confusion ensued over the next several days.
Eventually, it was determined what had happened.
A local mockingbird had decided that "BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP *rumble rumble rumblecrash* *dumpster sounds*" was a REALLY COOL call, and was using it.
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Date: 2004-02-15 07:12 am (UTC)This was a very loud process. And, according to local ordinances, they couldn't do loud processes like this before 8 AM. So my parents complained, and the bank promised to look into it, and move their trash pickup later in the day.
My parents complained again, and the bank said that they'd made all appropriate changes and that they'd rescheduled the garbage pickup.
Much confusion ensued over the next several days.
Eventually, it was determined what had happened.
A local mockingbird had decided that "BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP *rumble rumble rumblecrash* *dumpster sounds*" was a REALLY COOL call, and was using it.