Tim Timberlake for his omnipresence.
A psychologically disturbed, stalker-victimlike kiss to Tim Timberlake, the former morning man at WRVA 1140-AM, whose soft-timbered, warm and friendly voice has become my living nightmare. I can't get him out of my head!
Case No. 1: Pumping gas, Rennie's, West Broad Street. Biting cold wind. Jacket pulled close. No one around, and it is quiet except for a few cars passing by. Suddenly, from behind my left shoulder: "Brrrrr, it's cold outside." I know that voice. It's Timberlake. I turn my head. He is not there. Only a gas pump with a hidden speaker. "Wouldn't a hot cup of coffee taste great right about now? Just come on inside." I get back in my car.
Case No. 2: The car radio. Every time I am in the car, listening to the radio. Song ends. Cue commercial: "This is Tim Timberlake
with Bon Secours (pronounced Suh-CORE) Medical Matters
Case No. 3: I need to check on something that requires me to call Lewis Ginter Botanical Garden. I look up the number. I dial the number. Rings. A chill runs up my spine. He is there. "Thanks for calling
There's something always growing and changing here at the garden, and we look forward to seeing you very soon.
If this is an emergency, please call security
I'm calling, Tim. Oh yes, I'm calling.more smooches