The BandBusters had failed. The principal sat devastated in his office, eating chocolates and watching infomercials. He didn't think he would ever be rid of the dreadful noise. "Be rid of your pesky band problems forever!" the TV announcer exclaimed. The principal turned to the TV so fast that the box of chocolates flew off his desk and into the front office where it hit the secretary in the head. "With the new Band-Be-Gone you can be rid of that band in three days or less guaranteed! Just call 1-800-556-BAND! I repeat 1-800-565-BAND!" The principal scratched his head in confusion, then copied the number down. Band-Be-Gone. Was it the answer to their problems?