just gotta share my most recent call:
caller: "i think a murder occured at blah blah blah"
me: "why?"
caller: "there's crime scene tape around the whole yard and a knife in a pool of blood. it's been there for more than four days now!"
me: "well sir, sounds like halloween decorations. I can assure you that police would not leave a murder weapon out in the rain for days. And real blood would have been washed away by all that rain."
caller: "well, it's really insensitive. there was a murder in this area a couple years and residents are very upset."
me: "have you knocked on the door and told the residents this?"
caller: "of course not, i thought someone had been killed."
me: "well, i'm pretty sure that's not the case. sorry your neighbors have poor taste. have a nice day. "
Hah! Erin, that's messed up. Plus...if there's crime scene tape around it, the police ALREADY KNOW.
Ha, erin, you should send that to Not Always Right.
yeah, i think what he really wanted was some1 to clean it up, Sorry! I'd get disciplined if i set up a call for an officer to go clean up insensitive decorations.
Windsparrow and I got up early and voted. Then we napped. Now she's at work and I am sad.
Why even post a three-star review?
If I post about a thing it's "OMG, I heart my new thing."
or one star "Have you no decency, madam?"(more likely to happen now as KO has taught me so many prep-school ways of saying "Your mama!")
People don't stand up in the public square to say "meh...it's a'ight."
Congratulations, sj!
Plus...if there's crime scene tape around it, the police ALREADY KNOW.
That's where I was going with it, until the knife and fake blood thing.
Why even post a three-star review? If I post about a thing it's "OMG, I heart my new thing." or one star "Have you no decency, madam?"(more likely to happen now as KO has taught me so many prep-school ways of saying "Your mama!") People don't stand up in the public square to say "meh...it's a'ight." Congratulations, sj!
Hah! It's the "40-degree day" [TM Stringer Bell] of book reviews. (Yes, I spent a good deal of last week rewatching The Wire. What of it?)
ETA for people who didn't:
Stringer Bell: That's good. That's like a 40-degree day. Ain't nobody got nothing to say about a 40-degree day. Fifty. Bring a smile to your face. Sixty, shit, niggas is damn near barbecuing on that motherfucker. Go down to 20, niggas get their bitch on. Get their blood complaining. But forty? Nobody give a fuck about 40. Nobody remember 40, and y'all niggas is giving me way too many 40-degree days! What the fuck?
