| | A person who does not wish to be named (we will call her... ahem... or him? 
MOE) got into a tough situation. You see, Moe- and we will refer to Moe
as an "it" rather than a "him" or "her" to seal confidentiality- got
itself into a bind. It was taking an architecture class that required
it to keep a daily log of artwork that was to accumulate for the
duration of the semester. Moe was doing well in class and had a healthy
amount of work in it's notebook. The professor- we will call him (or
her) Juannita (for confidentiality too)- was reviewing the notebooks on
a bi-weekly basis. After fall break, Moe went to grab its note book
from the car and realized that it was missing! Moe didn't know what to
do!! The notebook was worth 50% of Moe's final grade in the class!! So, Moe went to Juannita and said,
"Professor, my note book... (by this point Moe was balancing the options:
1. tell the professor the truth, and risk failing the class...
2. tell the professor some "slight" offset from the truth that makes
the situation seem like it's wasn't Moe's fault, and risk failing the
class less (actually Moe would fail the class even more because in
statistics you learn that she doubled her chances by adding another
broken rule to the table- but for the purposes of this story we will
leave it to "less"))
...Moe paused... was in the car when it was STOLEN!!!... and Moe started to cry..."
<Juannita> "I am so sorry to hear that! You don't have to worry
about it, just keep up with the class from here on out. And I will need
to see a copy of the police report."
<Moe> "oh, thank you profe.. (police report? PANIC PANIC) yeah... ok... I'll drop it by."
Later that night, as Moe was unveiling the plight to me over some wings
at R Thomas, my favorite waiter came up to flirt with me... Moe and I
were being silly and I decided to see the waiters opinion of the
situation. As I suspected the waiter suggested carrying on with the
charade, because at this point Moe was either going to get in trouble
being caught, get in trouble turning itself in, or carry it all out
beatifully. He did however, suggest something I didn't think of: to go
to the police station and ask them to give Moe a blank report. He
wasn't suggesting telling the police that Moe's car was stolen, but
rather informing them of the exact situation and asking them for aid. I
found it brilliant.
Moe didn't. Moe was flighty... I had to put my debate skills to the
test and come up with a perfect script for Moe's performance...
something like,
"Sir, I am a graduating senior on the
Dean's list at Georgia Institute of Technology. I made a horrible
mistake this semester and I was wondering if you could help me. I am
taking a class with a really tough professor- one of the worst I have
had- and he requires that I keep a notebook of my work thoughout the
year. Now, I have been dilligently keeping up with the notebook as it
it 50% of my final grade. But I was careless and stupid and I have
mis-placed it. I went to talk to the professor, Juannita, but he told
me not to come back to class unless my car was stolen or someone in my
family had died. So, I did a bad thing because I panicked and didn't
know what else to do- Sir, I have never gotten a B in a course before
(begin tear shedding now) so I can't even begin to imagine what it will
be like telling my parents over Christmas that I FAILED a class (full
sobbing initiated). I told the professor that my car was stollen! AND
NOW JUANNITA WANT'S A POLICE REPORT!!!! (uncontrolable shaking... head
in hands)."
As I comforted Moe, telling it that
you can't go to prison for lying to a police officer on the way to the
"Mid Town Blue" (as our local police station is called), Moe decided
that I needed to come too. Alas, if not for anything better than a few
laughs I did. And, as I expected Moe was brilliant. The young officer
lass didn't know what to do with him self. By the time Moe was done I
believe that even he had a tear in his eye. But the jist of the story
is that now we both have blank police report- given to us to help get
out of a lie in school. HA!
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