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"Hello this is Mr. Smith..."

"Where's my locker?"

-reported by Nick Kent-

This story comes to us courtesy of a high-ranking school official.  According to our informant, the office received a phone call from a man claiming to be the father of a student.  Let's call him John Smith.

The man told the office that it was an emergency and that he needed to speak to his son immediately.  The office called the boy down, but were suspicious due to the area code of the phone call which had it coming from New Westminster. The office decided to make a phone call to the address  listed in the school directory.

When they made the call, they realized that the original call must have been a hoax.  After talking to the real Mr. Smith and confirming that there was no emergency, they decided to ask the hoaxster if he'd like to speak to his double.

The reply was a very gruff sounding, "Ah, I have to go now!"  and then followed the sound of a click as he hung up.

As it turns out the caller was sitting in bed in New Westminster at a friends house, skipping school and trying to get his friend out of class.  The boys later apologized and faced no further punishment.  But rest assured, Mr. Smith won't call in from New West. any more.

-reported and written by: Camille Richard and Nick Kent-

Ever lost a pencil?  A hat?  How about a pair of jeans... What about a locker door?!  Well you're about to meet one unfortunate soul who couldn't quite keep track of her locker door. 

 We received this account from the door-less girl herself.  She confessed her story after we asked her how her locker came to rest on the floor.  Apparently, it was a bad egg right from the start.  The lock on the locker never locked, so she would just pull it open.  The contents would often be found spilled all over the floor.  The trouble continued.  It was constantly jammed, and after trying many times to push pull or other wise break the safe-like box open, she learned the best technique of all: kick it.  After months of daily beatings, the locker had enough abuse, and the door came right off.  

So the unfortunate recipient of the faulty locker arrived one morning to find her locker sitting on the floor in front of the locker it belonged to.

The door has since been replaced and is functioning well.

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