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Damn You Alexander Graham Bell!!

Real Folks 1 : telemarketers 0

The phone rang as I was sitting down to my evening meal, and as I answered it I was greeted with “Is this Karl Brummer”.  Not sounding anything like my name, I asked, “Who is calling?”

The telemarketer said he was with The Rubber Band Powered Freezer Company or something like that.  Then I asked him if he knew Karl personally and why was he calling this number.  I then said off to the side, “Get more pictures of the body from that side and concentrate on the blood smears and the wet footprints.”

I then turned back to the phone and advised the caller that he had entered a murder scene and must stay on the line because we had already traced this call and he would be receiving a summons to testify in this murder case.  He protested that he was just a telemarketer and knew nothing about any murder. 

Ignoring his protestations, I questioned the caller at great length as to his name, address, phone number at home, at work, cell phone number, who he worked for, Social Security number, driver’s license number, had he ever been arrested, how he knew the dead guy, how long had he known Mr. Brummer; where he had been, and could he prove where he had been, about one hour before he made this phone call. 

The telemarketer was getting very concerned, confused, and his answers were given in a shaky voice, but he continued to answer my questions.  He sounded like it was not the first time he had answered a police officer’s questions.  I then told him we had located his position and police officers were entering the building where he was to take him into custody. 

At that point I heard the phone fall to the floor and the scurrying of his running away.

Do with this what you will.....

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Posted by Claire on 05/19 at 09:41 AM
  1. beautimous....

    Posted by  on  05/19/06  at  06:05 PM

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