RealEstateDude
07-08-2006, 01:45 AM
The Evening Telemarketer:
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".
I asked who was 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 some pictures of the body at
various angles and the blood smears." I then turned back to the
phone and advised the caller that he had called a murder scene. I
told him he 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.
I questioned the caller at great length as to his name, address,
phone number at home, at work, who he worked for, how he knew the dead guy and asked if he could prove where he was about one hour before he made this call.
The telemarketer was getting very concerned. His answers were given in a shaky voice.
I then told him we had located his position, and the police were
entering the building to take him into custody. At that point I
heard the phone fall and the scurrying of his running away.
As I returned to our table, my wife asked me why I had streams of tears running down my face. So help me, I couldn't tell her for
about fifteen minutes. My meal was cold, but it was the best meal I had in a long, long time.
I'm not even Karl Brummer. :smokin
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".
I asked who was 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 some pictures of the body at
various angles and the blood smears." I then turned back to the
phone and advised the caller that he had called a murder scene. I
told him he 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.
I questioned the caller at great length as to his name, address,
phone number at home, at work, who he worked for, how he knew the dead guy and asked if he could prove where he was about one hour before he made this call.
The telemarketer was getting very concerned. His answers were given in a shaky voice.
I then told him we had located his position, and the police were
entering the building to take him into custody. At that point I
heard the phone fall and the scurrying of his running away.
As I returned to our table, my wife asked me why I had streams of tears running down my face. So help me, I couldn't tell her for
about fifteen minutes. My meal was cold, but it was the best meal I had in a long, long time.
I'm not even Karl Brummer. :smokin