Easy go-to number. The song caused many guys to call that number and ask for Jenny, which got anyone who had it to change it, and some area codes even stopped giving it out entirely. In some places, it’s trickled back in despite that song being played frequently on classic rock stations (at least ours does), however, so somebody else might be getting such a call. But they probably get that a lot, so the only person who’ll get a raw deal is this loser who didn’t even read her nametag.
I had a co-worker who retired last year who was in his middle sixties. I’m in my early fifties. He was very surprised to find out we had a VERY similar taste in music.
There used to be a phone number called the rejection hotline. you call it, and it would say something like “sorry the person you are trying to call is not here, they gave you a wrong number”
“PEnnsylvania 6-5000!”
Echo Valley 2-6809. Now I’ve won not only the Oldest Poster award, but also the Lamest Musical Taste trophy.
Operator, get me number 32! Ooooh, that you, Myrt? How’s every little thing?
Easy go-to number. The song caused many guys to call that number and ask for Jenny, which got anyone who had it to change it, and some area codes even stopped giving it out entirely. In some places, it’s trickled back in despite that song being played frequently on classic rock stations (at least ours does), however, so somebody else might be getting such a call. But they probably get that a lot, so the only person who’ll get a raw deal is this loser who didn’t even read her nametag.
if the phone company(s) had a sense of humor, calls to that number would just play that song.
Google Rejection hotline
A clever business owner would adopt that as their number. “Jenny’s Pizza, how may I help you?”
There’s a plumbing company that uses that number.
What’s amazing is that the customer is so ignorant of that song’s existence.
Why? The song was released in 1981 – 31 years before the date of this strip. We’re talking 5-10 years before a 20-something was born.
There could be a chance that someone likes listening to older music. I was born in 1982, and yet I love 60’s music.
I had a co-worker who retired last year who was in his middle sixties. I’m in my early fifties. He was very surprised to find out we had a VERY similar taste in music.
The fact that we see his teeth in the middle panel adds to his creepy factor.
There used to be a phone number called the rejection hotline. you call it, and it would say something like “sorry the person you are trying to call is not here, they gave you a wrong number”