Modern Torture Chambers

So I'm back at work and I'm merrily prancing to the break room to heat up some lunch and I walk by the cleaning lady who is sitting talking on the phone at an empty desk and I over hear her say, "...well you sound like you're in a dungeon." And wouldn't you know it, my imagination kicks into high gear.

What exactly does one sound like when talking on the phone in a dungeon? How many dungeons are there that have phone access? Are there even dungeons perse still in use in the year 2005? And what's the point of being in a dungeon if you can take calls in the middle of the day from your disgusting whore friends anyway?

Even worse, what if the friend you call is actually IN a dungeon? How embarrassing is that? Would they admit to it? Would you? Would I?

When I was a kid, it was considered a "bad thing" - punishment even - to be in a dungeon. No windows, no TV, and certainly no mid-day telephone calls from friends. And you know what? We liked it that way. It made us more thankful for the things we took for granted once we got out of there.

But not today. No, siree. Cell phones, portable DVD players, Gameboys...bah. Kids today. No wonder they're all spoiled brats. What we need are some good old fashioned dungeons. The kind with damp walls, dangling chains, and yes, bad acoustics.

Great. Now I'm depressed and my lunch is all gone.