The times we worked together on the night shift were quite fun at first. You are a very funny guy and the various websites you showed me made the long nights of chatting with mostly spammers manageable. Honestly I looked forward to you being on the night shift with me that was until you started playing that awful song.
It started innocent enough. “Hey, mind if I play some tunes?” You asked. I said sure, why not. After all everything else you had done up to then was cool. As I sat back and relaxed expecting to hear some rock or techno my ears heard the most peculiar sound. I asked; “What is that, turn it up.” That was a big mistake.
The beat was simple and the lyrics mind melting. Only a few moments went by and I knew the sound would haunt me forever. “What the hell kind of song is this, Warner!” I screamed. “Dude!” He responded. “What, you never heard Banana phone before?” Clearly I hadn’t because if I had I would have already gone insane. He just kept playing it over and over and as much as I didn’t wanna hear it I couldn’t get myself up to turn it off.
“I can’t get it out of my brain!” I cried.
“That’s Banana phone” He replied with an evil grin.
The song still rings in my head today. Warner cursed me with that damn song destroying the peaceful calm of the chat support night shift.
I hate you Warner!