| Bearswatter calls up frantic yesterday afternoon. Says our grandson Wade phoned her from jail. Hard to make him out, what with a lot of inmates shouting in the background and a poor connection and a guard who hustled him off the horn before he was done. The essence was this: Wade drove to Nevada to attend a friend's funeral, had a glass of wine at a gathering afterwards, then hit the road, where he was rear-ended by some stranger, taken to the hospital, where his blood alcohol was routinely tested, which test he failed, leading to incarceration. Labeled a flight risk cause he is out of state, won't release him. Can't talk now. Don't tell anyone cause Wade hasn't talked to the wife yet. Needs to get out, get back to work. Lawyer will call you soon. Love you Grandma. At which point, that partner of my life given to melodrama calls me in tears, with a quivering voice, chick flick plots spinning round in her head, to ask me a rapid series of the type of question which she loves to ask me, namely questions to which I would obviously have no ghost of a chance to possess any answer. Except for this question: "Why did he call me Grandma?" Bearswatter is Nana. Has been ever since she raised her infants' infants, from the time they were far too young to be construed to pronounce any sound more complex than "nana" despite obvious incipient infantile genius precocity. To this question, "Why did he call me Nana?", I replied: "Call his wife." Had to repeat that directive a dozen times, cause Bearswatter wasn't done emoting yet. Before she could call the wife, though, a "lawyer" called her from a Vegas phone number. Says the air bag went off, broke Wade's nose, makes him talk funny, otherwise he's fine; but incarcerated in an infamous Nevada jail featured on certain investigative news specials. Says because Wade is a straight arrow, he has negotiated the bail amount down to twelve hundred. Advises she send funds to a certain bail bondsman in the Dominican Republic. Bearswatter replies she has to consult the irascible coot whose skid marks she has the privilege of laundering. Which Nana does next. Before she gets far, I ask: "Did you call his wife?" Have to repeat that another dozen times while she emotes. Apparently, I will never learn the patience to let her finish doing that first. She hangs up. Calls Haley. "What? Wade's at work." Bearswatter gives her all the details she can remember. Phone numbers, etc. Wade called his Nana later, cause he is a fine young man. "Yeah, home already, we packed our tools up early. It's actually raining so hard here (Utah) we had to quit for the day." Got a job as a hoddy. Tremendous good work for a burley young man. Says he called the jail. They said "Yeah, we get that all the time. Call your bank and credit cards." Here's the deal: For a lousy twelve hundred bucks, considering all the detailed thought and effort these cog suckers put into this scam, from the prison background sound effects to the bad connection to the broken nose... With half the effort put into something useful, like simply carrying hod, they could have made twice the money, without giving an old lady a bad day. They must do these elaborate schemes purely through love of chicanery. |
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Glad you got that sorted out, before any $ transaction. The remaining question is how the con artists were able to determine who was his grandmother.
Bob
Bob
Prolly from Fakebook. Fakebook is the best thing ever happened to nanas. Bearswatter keeps track of all her extended family and church friends, literally from Florida to Alaska and from Hawaii to Maine... all on Fakebook. Always swapping pictures and stories. Loves it.
Gdaddy
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Webmost, your a very good writer. The 'pictures' of your stories are vivid and colorful. I do enjoy them!
I enjoy it.
Well at least someone had some sense to call and verify things before any money was sent. Send money to a bail bondsman in the Dominican Republic? Perfectly normal to me..
quo155
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Yes, what a great write you are...with the all of the details that you gave, it was easy to follow...as if I was "Nana"!
Sorry it happened, glad it worked out!
Sorry it happened, glad it worked out!
Try to sell a car through AutoTrader now. You get more people calling with reasons for you to give them your credit card number than you get legitimate calls. Some of them can make it sound real good too.
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