The Danger of Ringtones

I'm travelling light at the moment. Ever since I discovered that my cell phone has an alarm clock feature, I've ceased packing my little travelling clock.

This morning I discovered a drawback to this plan.

I'm sitting at breakfast having an engaging discussion with two catholic nuns and a catholic priest about the nature of Allegory and how sometimes the narrative can feel forced because as well as telling the story it also has the meta-narrative of the points the Allegory is making. Good deep conversation.

My phone rings.

Normally I keep my phone on vibrate, but because I have been using it to rouse me from my slumber it was on full volume.

Into the cavernous emptiness of the Catholic Retreat Center Dining Room came the melodious strains of Meredith Brooks...

"I'm a bitch, I'm a lover, I'm a child, I'm a mother, I'm a sinner, I'm a saint, I do not feel ashamed...."

Oops!