No Sheep

120 Parrots

// July 5th, 2005 // My Stuff

In the middle of the night I was awoken to the phone ringing at camp. I thought, who could be calling this late? When I eventually got to the phone it was a voice that sounded familiar, yet they addressed me formally.
“Mr. Tirrell?”
“Yes?” I murmured.
“Are you familiar with —?” I didn’t catch the name of the company, it was late, I was slow.
“Sure.” I replied, how could it hurt?
“Well, I have exciting news for you, recently you shopped at our store in West Lebanon, and guess what, you were our millionth customer!” His excitement was clear, I wasn’t sure what this meant for me.
“OK.” I replied, still keeping my involvement limited. No clue as to what surprise was waiting me.
“You’ve won 120 parrots!” He exclaimed.
“I have?” I was a bit more awake at this point, sure he’d said parrots.
“Yes, 120 parrots. Which you can choose to accept either in a lump sum payment or take delivery of one parrot a month for the next 10 years. Does this sound good to you?”
“Absolutely.” I wasn’t as sure as I let on.
“120 parrtos sir!” His excitement had suddenly made me a bit suspicious. What time was this by the way, I checked my cellphone.
“Do you know what time it is?!” I exclaimed, finally realizing it was 2AM.
He quickly replied, “Time for 120 parrots!”
I didn’t know what to say to this. The line hung dead for a moment.
“Well sir, we will be back in touch to work out the details. Thanks you.” He hung up.

I stumbled back to bed, not entirely sure any of this had happened. The voice sounded familiar, was this an old friend pulling a prank? Why at 2AM? I crawled into bed.

“Who was it?” Sara asked.
“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” I just wanted to sleep or wake from the dream. Whichever, all I knew was things weren’t making sense.
“What are you talking about?” She demanded.
“120 parrots.” I said.
“Parrots?”
“Yes, we apparently won 120 parrots.”
“It sounds like you are saying parrots.” She was beginning to share my confusion.
“Yep, parrots, I can’t explain.” She dropped it, sure that someone was insane, and 2AM was not the time to work that out.

I’m still not entirely sure what this was all about, I need to check my Vonage records to see who called. I can only assume it was a prank, no one gives away 120 parrots, the premise is ludicrous. I wonder if I’ll ever know…

humor, parrots, prank, prank call

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