Timmy Tapeworm: Cat Burglar

Hey, thanks for all the computer gaming memories, guys. Really takes me back. They were almost as good as Teddy Graham Memories.

In other news, I've made the switch to Firefox. All the cool kids are doing it.

So here's a fun story. The past couple nights, our senior PR class has been conducting research for our clients, which involves calling a bunch of Des Moines citizens and asking them to take a survey. Some are nice and give you their time, some hang up, some don't understand English.

Some call the police.

When I called my very first number, a lady picked up. I asked if there was a male present because, due to statistical sampling, we're supposed to alternate. She said no, so I said I'd call back. When I called back later that evening, she was very upset and asked for my name and who authorized me to call, looking for males in the house. Seems she equated checking for a male with casing the joint for a future break-in. After I called the first time, she called the police and said that this might be related to the recent "rash of Beaverdale break-ins."

I can totally see where she was coming from. I mean, it's not like I said I was a senior PR student at the local, well-known university. I definitely didn't explicitly name the organization sponsoring the survey. Oh wait, I did both of those things. I also said I was looking for a male 24 years or older (because, as an experienced cat burglar, I could take ANYONE under 24). She was a crazy lady.

Well, I gotta go. If she thinks I'm casing her place, I can't disappoint her. I've got some serious burgling to do.