In a blatantly fake voice, I claimed to be Officer Zdenko from the neighboring town’s PD. I was asked to call and see if she wanted to “go to ceramics tonight.” I reached an answering machine. Donna and Norm (friend’s father, Donna’s husband) were handling the purchase.īeing a good son, I call Donna. My friend was about to buy his first car. Donna, my best friend’s mother, was a bit gullible. So, Steve, if you’re out there somewhere reading this right now, it was me and Robert (you know Robert who).
We never did, and he never brought it up. The friend kept absolutely silent about it at school the next week, waiting to see who would break and mention it. The lady who took our ad said she was dying with curiosity about what we were going to do with all those trees, and thinking fast I said: “Uh, I, uh, I’m going to resell them for firewood.” “Oh! That’s a great idea! I never would have thought of that.” We called the friend’s house ourselves posing as someone with a tree to sell, and his mother said there must have been some sort of mix-up at the paper and that their phone had been ringing nonstop all weekend.
It was pure chance that we called the ad in on a Friday, meaning it ran all weekend before their offices reopened on Monday to cancel it. I’ll buy it!” And gave a friend’s phone number. One year right after Christmas, we called the local newspaper and put an ad in the classifieds that said: “Don’t throw your Christmas tree away. My favorite was calling up someone’s house late at night, the house of a classmate we knew was out running around, and say we were the police and could they come pick up their daughter, for any variety of offenses. A simpler time when felony use of telephones were a breeze.
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