I work for a newspaper. Phone rings last night at 11 p.m.:
Me: Journal City Desk (purposely leave name off, since anyone calling at this time of night is probably not legit.)
Caller: Hello?
Me: Yes, hello. Can I help you?
Caller: Um, there was a guy who died.
Me: (thinking she's reporting a news story)
Caller: He died of a squid. He was in the wild.
Me: A squid? Where did this happen?
Caller: He was catching alligators or something and the pointy squid got him.
Me: And where did this happen?
Caller: I don't know (talking to someone in background)
Me: You don't know where in the world or the U.S. this happened?
Caller: It was in the wild.
Me: When did this happen?
Caller: It was a long time ago. What was his name? He was like Crocodile Dundee or something, and then the squid got him.
Me: I'm sorry, I can't help you. I haven no idea. Why don't you search the Internet?
Caller: (Sounding disappointed) OK.
6 comments:
Ha- the caller must have thought you were KGB...but free!
Sounds like you missed out on a scoop.
oh. my. word.
LOL! I am going with crazy on this one.
Steve Erwin.. it was a stingray. Is it sad that I know that?
Earthling, that's correct! I didn't figure it out until after I posted this. So she was drunk (and curious), and not crazy.
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