now, i ain't one to pass by a good tale, 'specially when it's got somethin' to do with that newfangled contraption they call a telephone. you see, there's this tacit guideline in our little town, somethin' 'bout respectin' each other's time 'fore that pre-expiration hour hits when folks ain't keen on bein' disturbed. if you're lookin' to initiate again, make sure it's after the sun's high in the sky. it's a way of life 'round these parts, a silent agreement among us, remindin' us all to tip our hats to the peace of the early morn.