Thursday, January 21, 2010

People, please. I'm no hero. Okay, one picture.

An afternoon story:

My wallet was stolen (again) in December, from my desk (again), by a con man posing as a student (that's a first, actually). He managed to lure me away from my desk claiming he needed my help with a fax and then swooped in and took my shit! In the process of escaping, he pushed my lovely, helpful boss, thus upgrading the offense from theft to robbery. The worst part is...he thought he would get away with it. NOT UP IN HEAH.

Anyway, a few days ago, I received a call from the detective working my case, let's call him Det. Goren (for Schoprah). There was a break in the case! He had identified my robber as a perp with a rap sheet as long as my arm. He had worked con jobs in other offices near mine. Unbelievable. I felt like Julia Roberts in the Pelican Brief (I have no idea why). Anyway, Det. Goren and his partner came to my apartment on Monday and had me pick him out of 6 pictures of offenders. No problem. Then, in his exact words, Det. Goren was "ready to hunt him down". WOW! Schoprah, your pills.



Fast forward a few drug-hazed days later (can someone tell me what day it is?). Det. G-love just called and, guess what, yep, they got him! He was arrested out in the suburbs today. He said he needs me to come down to the precinct office to pick him out of a line-up so they can charge him with the crime. I had to take a moment to orient myself to be sure I wasn't hallucinating about being on Law & Order (again). It's true though! G-thang is going to pick me up shortly (I should not be driving) so I can go identify the creep who robbed me. I'm sorry, but this is exciting.

Sometimes, people, just sometimes, the system works. I better go put some pants on.



Yesssssssssssssssss.



Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

1 comments:

Schoprah said...

That man can solve any crime! Put me in cuffs... I mean put HIM in cuffs. And by him, I mean, the criminal. And scene.

WELCOME BACK!!!!