My Chirping NLS Digital Player 
 "What's that?" Cathy asked me as we were flying  down highway 3 headed for home.  "What's what", I responded, dragging my  attention away from the "Who Done It" we were listening to.  
 "That chirping sound," Cathy said.   
 I dutifully listened.  No sound other than the  reader's voice.  Then, there it was, a metallic chirp.  "What is  that?"  I repeated her question, picking up the digital player for a closer  look.  "It's coming from either the player or the cartridge," she  ventured.  
 There it went again, very distinct.   
 "It wasn't there last night when we were listening  to this same book," I said.  
 "Maybe it's a flaw in the cartridge," Cathy  thought.  We have been down loading our books from the NLS web site.   
 It chirped again.  And again.   
 "What the Dickens!" I exclaimed.  "The darn  thing is getting worse".  
 From the truck I called the WTBBL and described  what was happening.  "I just heard it, too", said the voice over the  phone.  "I have no idea what that sound is, but you'd better box it up and  send it back so we can mail you another."  
 All the way home we listened to the chirp because  no matter what we did it kept repeating.  Even when I pulled the cartridge  out and even when I turned the player off.  I pushed every button and  turned the darn thing on and off a dozen times with no change.  "Chirp" it  would go.  
 So we turned up the volume and listened to the book  over it's chirping.  
 Arriving home I hauled the player into the bed room  planning to fish out the box and get it off in the morning mail.  Cathy  took her belongings into the office.  "Listen!"  I heard her say from  down the hall.  I came into the office doorway and waited.  "I still  hear the chirp", she said.  "Close the door, I think it's in here".   
 "But the player is in the bedroom," I said as I  shut the door.  
 "I've got it!" she exclaimed.  "It's my cell  phone.  It's signaling that it needs charging".  
 I sheepishly called the library and told them not  to send me a replacement player.  
 Curious Carl 
  
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