Tales from the Nuthouse: Lest You Think I have a Really Suck Job

[wolf]

Okay, maybe not "ever," but at least tonight.

I was in the back room (ambulance hangout) using the nuke-o-matic and heard a call being dispatched on the scanner.

DISPATCHER: See the woman, 123 Juniper, report of demons in the basement.

COP: repeat. (this is cop for WTF did you just say? You can't have actually said "demons in the basement.")

DISPATCHER: See the woman, 123 Juniper, report of demons in the basement.

COP: Demons?

DISPATCHER: Yes, demons. She is afraid of the demons in the basement and will meet you on her front porch.

COP: I'll take my garlic and silver bullets.

Now, of course, garlic and silver bullets won't do much for demons, but at least he's trying. Could be he picked the right tool for the job, woman might not have demons in the basement.

(and yes, I already thought of that. My money is on bats in the belfry)