Nonarresticated
I was not carrying my phone on Saturday night. Sunday morning I discovered I had a few messages. As of late I have been dreading voice mail. The messages have not been as fun. I worry who might be in the hospital next.

My first message was a nice hello. The second was mum trying to track me down.

"Sean, it's your mother." (Why does she think I will not know who it is?) "I just got a collect call from the Macomb County police and it was all garbled and the answering machine cut off. I have no idea if it was you or not and I am just trying to call to make sure you are ok and you are not in any kind of trouble."

Nice.....

Ok, that's not so horrible I guess. She is worried about her son. Yes I was in trouble but it was all safe and good and certainly not anything I wanted my mother to know about or explain. And if there was any police involved they were off duty.

But the third call was from Adam.

"Hey Sean, it's Adam. Hey uhm......your mom just called. Apparently the police called her...."

This was the start of a chain reaction where he then called two friends and they called two friends........

So, if I play it up right I can make it sound like I had a pretty interesting weekend.