Last fall, thanks to the implementation of a new student phone exchange, two freshmen fell prey to the Tutone curse. Since September, their dorm-room phone has rung day and night with enthusiastic, if unoriginal, callers. Some callers yuk it up by simply asking to speak to Jenny, but others blast the song through the line. While the roommates are at class, voice mail for Jenny piles up. (Wary of attracting more callers, they asked the BAM to withhold their names.)
At the time the exchange was added, University officials did not remember the song, says Associate Director of Communications Kara Kelley. Not until after the change had been announced did she overhear students talking about the Tutone tune. Kelley offered to change the students' number, but they declined, explaining they had already given it out to friends and family.
To callers (most of whom were in nursery school when "Jenny" was a hit), the roommates have a message: for a good time, please don't call eight six seven five three oh nah-eeh-ah-ine. Jenny's not in.