Once I got back in the house I had a decision to make: provide the cops with the information I had, or take it one step further and see what else I could gather.

I chose the latter.

First up, I called the number for Chris. After a couple rings, “Hello?”

I put on a cheery voice. “Hi, is this Chris ‘Smith’?”

“Uhh, yeah?”

“Hi Chris, what’s your address please?”

“Uhh, it’s seventy-eight thirty… wait, who is this?”

“This is the guy whose house you egged the other night.”

“Nuh uh!” (he seriously said NUH UH)

“That’s not what Girl Jeans said.”

“He’s lying!”

“Well, you can take it up with him, then. Thanks!” I hung up. I flipped through the phone book, found his last name, checked for 783x, sure enough, the little bugger lives two blocks from me!

Next I dialed Cameron. No answer, so I left a message. “Hi, I’m trying to reach Cameron ‘Brown.’ If this is you, please call me back at [number]. Thanks!” I then went on to do other things, so when I came back a half hour later, I saw that Cameron had called back. EVERY FIVE MINUTES. In fact, the phone rang right then.

I answered, and he said, “uh, you said to call you?”

Again, my cheery voice. “Yep! This is Cameron, right?”

“…Yeah?”

“Ok, that’s all I need!”

“For what?”

“The police report.”

“Uh, ok?”

“Thanks!” And I hung up. On a hunch, I looked up his last name. Well I’ll be! This guy lived one block further than Chris.

I put all the info in the report, including their cell numbers, home numbers and addresses, and parents’ names. I dropped the report in the mail, and that was that. I never heard anything from the police, but I’ve not seen those kids around since then.

Damn kids! Get off my lawn!

2 Responses to “Get the trouble frying (part le fin)”

1. xantros, on April 12th, 2008 at 1:22 pm, said:
   

   Nicely done. I have stuff like this happen to my house all the freaking time…when it’s nice outside…and it takes all of my effort not to just smash they asses in a dark alley when they aren’t expecting it. Very mature of us, don’t you think?

2. Maitri, on August 5th, 2008 at 1:33 pm, said:
   

   Yeah, give ‘em hell, Uncle Ed! Wanna thrash my neighborhood taggers for me?

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