SAME STORY DIFFERENT TELLER

I couldn’t believe it. She was actually repeating a story Gail told the day before and now it was her story. It was told almost word for word.

When Gail’s daughter was very young a policeman came to her class and told the children they could call 911 if their parents hit them. A few days later, Gail gave her daughter a swat on the rear. The next thing she knew the police were knocking on her door. Yes? Can we come in? Yes! We would like to speak to your daughter. Gail called her daughter. The police asked if she had called 911. Yes. Did your mother hit you? Yes? How? On my bottom. Why did she hit you? I disobeyed? Do you know what happens if we arrest your mother? No. We would put her hands behind her back and lock them in hand cuffs, take her in out car to jail and lock her up. The little girl began to wail. No. Don’t take my mommy.

As the police left, the female officer told Gail give us two minutes to leave.

So a few of us were working the puzzle yesterday when Maria told the story as her own. Maria is not a month. She did care for foster kids briefly (or so she says), but they were all teens. I bit my tongue to avoid the attack. She makes up stories, makes pronouncements on subjects she knows nothing, great exaggerates and now others stories are her stories. Can we believe anything she says? Doubt it.

I couldn’t believe it. She was actually repeating a story Gail told the day before and now it was her story. It was told almost word for word.

When Gail’s daughter was very young a policeman came to her class and told the children they could call 911 if their parents hit them. A few days later, Gail gave her daughter a swat on the rear. The next thing she knew the police were knocking on her door. Yes? Can we come in? Yes! We would like to speak to your daughter. Gail called her daughter. The police asked if she had called 911. Yes. Did your mother hit you? Yes? How? On my bottom. Why did she hit you? I disobeyed? Do you know what happens if we arrest your mother? No. We would put her hands behind her back and lock them in hand cuffs, take her in out car to jail and lock her up. The little girl began to wail. No. Don’t take my mommy.

As the police left, the female officer told Gail give us two minutes to leave.

So a few of us were working the puzzle yesterday when Maria told the story as her own. Maria is not a month. She did care for foster kids briefly (or so she says), but they were all teens. I bit my tongue to avoid the attack. She makes up stories, makes pronouncements on subjects she knows nothing, great exaggerates and now others stories are her stories. Can we believe anything she says? Doubt it.