30 Stories in 30 Days #27 – “How Did They Get Our Number?”
How Did They Get Our Number?
“There he is.”
Mario waved to his three friends sitting at an outside table of the Brew Haus. “Hey guys. Sorry I’m late, I had a hell of a time finding a parking spot.”
Jason replied, “Sure, sure. We were talking about the big tackle last night. What did you think?”
“Oh, it was a thing of beauty.”
Greg shook his head. “You’re just happy that it wasn’t-”
A piercing tone filled the air, causing everyone to clap their hands over their ears, although that didn’t help.
After a few seconds it stopped. Then what sounded like a computerized woman’s voice began speaking. “Greetings sentient beings of Planet 23411341234.978. I am,” what followed sounded like a slowed down version of a cat in a blender. The voice then continued, “I am broadcasting this message to the minds of all sentients on the planet. I represent this sector of the galaxy in the Galactic Congress. We have just become aware of your existence and welcome you to the community of planets. I’m sure you have many questions, and as your representative, I will work to answer them and help you in any way I can. We will be in touch with further information.”
For several seconds there was only silence. Mario looked at his friends. “Did you all-”
Before he could finish, there was another piercing tone. Then a different computerized female voice said, “Greetings sentient beings of Planet 23411341234.978. I am,” this time the following sound was an ear splitting screech. The voice went on with, “I am running to replace [cat in blender sound] as your representative. [Cat in blender sound] has repeatedly failed this sector of the galaxy by advocating war with the Andromeda Galaxy and fighting against the rights of,” then came what sounded like a drawn out fart. “The election,” the voice continued, “is only 8.7 of your years away, but I hope I can count on your support. I will be sending you additional information shortly.”
“This has to be some kind of joke,” Jason said.
“But who would-” Mario began, but he was cut off by another piercing tone.
A computerized male voice began, “Greetings sentient beings of Planet 23411341234.978. I am ….”