It was Friday, March 14th, 2003. Pi Day.
I played guitar in a shitty band in highschool and the administration let us play an impromptu show in the commons during the last period of the day, as long as we played an original song for Pi Day. Our vocalist recited somewhere around 100 digits of pi while the rest of us just made noise over a PA before they came out and told us to quit. Then we all went on possibly the best Spring Break ever.
Crazy. Today at work I accidentally pressed the intercom button on my phone and approximately 600 people unexpectedly heard a really loud “BOOP” with no message or followup whatsoever, all at the same time, and it made me think of this.