Prose Poem: Anaphora

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Dialing.   Ringing.    Answer.

Hello.  May I help you?

Yes, please.  I would like to schedule an inspection, for fireplace conversion.

What kind of work is that?

I don’t know.  Haven’t a clue.

Is it plumbing?

Yeah.  That sounds about right.

Okay.  Hold on then.  I’ll transfer you to the inspector.

 

Dialing.    Ringing.    Answer.

Hello.

Hi.  Yes, is this the inspector?

Yes.

Oh, good.  I would like to schedule and inspection for fireplace conversion to gas.

Okay.  Fine.  I’m going to transfer you to the schedulers.  Just ask them to schedule a date of your choosing.

 

Ring.    Ring.    Answer.

Hello.   Can I help you?

Yes, please.  I want to schedule an inspection at my house for next Tuesday.

Are you a contractor or the owner?

Owner.

What kind of inspection is it?

Plumbing.

Okay.  Hold on.  I’m going to transfer you to the inspector.

No!  I’ve already spoken with him.  He transferred me to you, to schedule an inspection.

Okay.  Do you have your permit number?

Yes.  It’s Eight Four Twelve Sixteen Thirteen Five.

All right.  Hold on just a moment while I look the permit up.

 

Ring.   Ring.     Ring.    Answer.

Yes?  Can I help you?

Yeah.  I’m waiting on hold to schedule an inspection.

Okay.  Hold for a minute.

 

Ring.   Ring.     Ring.

Hello.  Can I help you?

No.        I don’t think so.

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©2013, Marvin Welborn

8 December 2013

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