Convicts, Cell Phones & Pacman Boxers
The scanners, well one in particular, have been overly talkative tonight. And you know what I wish? That the dispatchers/drivers/police/whatever would stop calling ambulances engines. That way I don't waste my time trying to figure out what's on fire where. I already told you guys about how part of my job entails listening to the screeching of various channels on scanners strategically placed around the newsroom, but I may not have told you that I really only listen for a few key words/phrases.
Take for instance last Friday around 3:00 a.m. Someone called from the Walmart on the northside of town to report disruptive customers. (First of all, people who go to Walmart at three in the morning are usually under the influence of something. However, that wasn't the case with this story.) That in and of itself wasn't very interesting. I mean, I'm not going to call and wake someone up over likely drunken Walmart customers. But then the little dispatch lady comes over the screecher: Be advised, suspects are wearing orange jumpsuits. That immediately got my attention. Apparently, some convicts had managed to escape from the jail in downtown, which is a good 15 minute drive from the Walmart in question, and were wreaking havoc.
So, I was looking for pictures of convicts in orange jumpsuits and didn't come up with any good results, but my search did turn up two pretty cool Halloween costumes. I'm not sure which one I like the best. This one:
Or this one:
Speaking of convicts, I ran across a simply hilarious story on the Associated Press wire this morning. My anchor and I laughed about this for a good few minutes, and there was even a small conversation about hiding things up your rectum.
In north Georgia, a prison inmate is being charged additionally for hiding a cell phone in his boxers. See, what had happened was this guy had a cell phone illegally. The jailers ordered a strip search. So he took off his boxers and took up a quote-unquote fighting stance and resisted all attemps of subdual.
I was looking for pictures of boxer shorts, hoping to find some of those classic white ones with big red hearts, when I came across these pacman ones. Which I thought were perfect for this story because Pacman and the little ghost-things consume things. Can you imagine the jokes/puns/etc. if the inmate had been wearing these? I can.
And speaking of Pacman, how many of you guys know the little ghost-things names? The red one is named Blinky. The pink one is Pinky. The blue one is Inky. And the orange one is Clyde/Sue. Where in the world did they get Clyde/Sue? Wikipedia tells me that in the original version of the game, the orange one is the stupid one. Maybe that's why it's name doesn't rhyme with the others.
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Really? I didn't know those little creatures had names. Haha!
ReplyDeleteWow. This was so random. In fact, it was so random that I think you might have tapped into my creative juice. Didn't I tell you t stay out of my fridge, Ashy! Didn't I?
ReplyDeleteAnywho, mad props for the use of, "See, what had happened was..."
I love that phrasing.
And make up your mind about the Halloween outfits, or get all of them. :)
It's not that I'm necessarily looking for costume ideas, but when I type in my search terms in google images (no matter how random) it always brings up slutty costumes. And since there weren't any good convict photos otherwise I figured what the heck.
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