On Tuesday, I unknowingly conversed with a felon. This has led me to the question how many times have I spoken with a felon and never known? Not that it matters. I'm just curious. Anyway, here's the story of how I came to speak with a felon and ended up at the police station.
I was at work on Tuesday when a young man approached me to ask directions to various places on campus. I didn't think anything of it. Then today at work, I found out he is a thief! He stole a backpack with a Mac and textbooks in it. Tisk tisk. Anyway, the police pulled the security footage and tried to have me identify the guy. I was approximately zero help. So, they asked me to come to the police station on campus and watch the entire video (before I had just been shown screen shots). I guess it was supposed to jog my memory.
Moral of the story: BEWARE of leaving your backpack unattended, even at BYU. And, make sure to memorize the face of everyone you ever speak to: you never know when you may be conversing with a felon.
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