In updating my resume, I've added "talking clock." I'm sure that somewhere it is just as necessary in the real world as it seems to be in our house. It's ironically the only words I say that anyone hears--perhaps because it never goes beyond 5 syllables. "7:23!", "7:35!", "7:43!" I occasionally throw in a "people" when I think I might have their attention for seven syllables, as in, "7:45, Peeee-pole!"
Dear God, I'm a cuckoo clock. With a tude.
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