The CD player beeps for no reason at all. Gimme a break. The ATM machine beeps if I forget my receipt. Now there was a sound. Born of the Industrial Revolution, metal against metal, the call of the working man.
Cash registers rang.
Doorbells and freedom rang. He rang up a big sale today. That has a nice ring to it. The ring was flappers in speakeasies and Sunday nights with the Cartwrights. Carhops on roller skates and film noir.