The New Yorker , which is apparently a powder store and not a sandwich , has an article on the history of cell phone ringtones , the little turn of MIDI and MP3 that account for four billion dollars in revenue last year . While the history may not be illuminating — they get going lousy , then got better — it help as a decorous round - up of the state of matter - of - the - artwork in coworker frustration , as well . They neglect to mention the nascent trend among the cutting edge , where discordant sine waves are load onto unlike phones , forcing the voidance of cerebrospinal fluid through the ears of every other person in your sale confluence .
Yes , this was the worst clip art I could get hold .
RING MY BELL[NewYorker viaSlashdot ]
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