No, no, no... I'm the one who forgets to bring the coffee cup to the car to begin with...

Straight out of "Weekend at Bernie's". These guys are the real morons.

Men Wheel Dead Roommate to Check Cashing Store, Arrested for Trying to Cash His Social Security Check
Tuesday, January 08, 2008

NEW YORK — Two men wheeled a dead man through the streets in an office chair to a check-cashing store and tried to cash his Social Security check before being arrested on fraud charges, police said.

David J. Dalaia and James O'Hare pushed Virgilio Cintron's body from the Manhattan apartment that O'Hare and Cintron shared to Pay-O-Matic, about a block away, spokesman Paul Browne said witnesses told police.

"The witnesses saw the two pushing the chair with Cintron flopping from side to side and the two individuals propping him up and keeping him from flopping from side to side," Browne said.

The men left Cintron's body outside the store, went inside and tried to cash his $355 check, Browne said. The store's clerk, who knew Cintron, asked the men where he was, and O'Hare told the clerk they would go and get him, Browne said.

A police detective who was having lunch at a restaurant next to the check-cashing store noticed a crowd forming around Cintron's body, and "it's immediately apparent to him that Cintron is dead," Browne said.

The detective called uniformed New York Police Department officers at a nearby precinct. Emergency medical technicians arrived as O'Hare and Dalaia were preparing to wheel Cintron's body into the check-cashing store, Browne said. Police arrested Dalaia and O'Hare there, he said.

Cintron's body was taken to a hospital morgue. The medical examiner's office told police it appeared Cintron, 66, had died of natural causes within the previous 24 hours, Browne said.

"He was deceased in the apartment when he was removed by these two," Browne said.

Dalaia and O'Hare, both 65, were being held by police and faced check fraud charges, Browne said.

A call to a telephone number listed for Cintron at the apartment he shared with O'Hare went unanswered Tuesday evening. Police said they didn't have an address for Dalaia or attorney information for him or O'Hare.

I wish it was summer now

White Dot

Does anybody know when the clocks go forward?

Last week in march i think.

shit i hate it when it's dark at 3.30,i love the summer

It gets dark for me around 4:30 or a quarter to 5. When I visited Ireland years ago, I went in late May and early June, and was amazed that there was still some natural light at 10 pm.

yeah in the summer sometimes 10.30 it's still light but in the winter sometimes 3.15-3.30 it's dark,thats why i love the summer everyones at the pub drinking stood outside talking everyone seems happier

I can't wait till Summer ends here.It's too fucking hot.!!!!AARRGGGHHH

The Maury Povich show should just be renamed the "Who's your daddy" show. I have never seen a promo for that show when it wasnt' someone needing a paternity test because she slept with her husband's best friend, her best friend's husband and her cousin, and now doesn't know who the daddy is.

I don't think Maury's changed topics in like three years. Really.

This is morbid, but kind of funny.

Merv Griffin's tombstone.

Ha ha!! Gosh, what a sense of humor. I imagine it brought a smile to people's faces as they stood graveside though.


TIS

This is horribly sad. A toddler starved to death after his mom had passed away.

http://www.ketv.com/news/15016932/detail.html

OMG, that is heartbreaking. Can you imagine the family kicking themselves? I shoulda, woulda, coulda type thing. That would eat me up forever I think.


TIS

Stop posting all the horrible stuff!

I order supplies for a hospital and two of the items we stop are called "stopcock" and "yankeuer".

I can barely keep a straight face on this job anymore.

Ha ha ha!!! You could make those words dirty without even knowing what they mean, like......... "Oh go yankeuer your stopcock".

TIS

TIS!!

I'm shocked!!

I remember the first few months I worked their I saw a request for a T&A pack. These are the custom packs used for surgeries. Of course me in all my purity I thought it stood for "Tits and ass", something used in plastic surgery. The pack stood for "Tonsils and adenoids".

I remember the first time I saw an invoice for a "penal implant". I couldn't stop laughing for 2 hours. I'm surprised I wasn't committed.

Seems to me I remember one time having problems with a toilet. My husband had to go to the store (I know I wouldn't go) and buy a ball cock (I think that's what it's called) . Anyway, how can you not at least chuckle when you hear some of these words in a serious context.

TIS

Beth, I would love to see the person who needed a Stopcock.

I didn't know two days of starvation can cause death. We should have fat that lasts for several days (or so I thought)

Not if you're a toddler. Or me.

Either way, why is this board fascinated with stories involving premature death?

You sadist swine.

Don't forget shuttlecocks for badminton.

I once had a trial where the witness' name was Mr. Woodcock. Although it didn't particularly strike me as odd when I was preparing for the case, the first time I heard the name actually spoken in court, I must admit, I giggled.

I made a conscious decision to avoid saying his name while questioning him and delivering a closing statement because I knew I might lose it.

Hey Kly,

Since this is a "random" thread.......what was the most unusual case you or one of your piers ever had? Any funny and/or embarrassing moments. Any odd clients, requests, etc.



TIS

OK, I have to wade in here with a "cock" story.

I was in my former boss's office one day when the receptionist buzzed the intercom. Our receptionist was an older Greek woman. To this day, I'm not sure if her communication issues stemmed from a hearing loss, English not being her first language, or a combination of the two.

Anyway, she told my boss that a "Mr. Cock" was on the phone, but it sounded like a woman.

My boss started to giggle, and said, "Are you sure? A man named Mr. Cock is on the phone? But he sounds like a woman?"

The receptionist insisted that she had confirmed "Mr. Cock's" name several times. But then she would always add, "...but he sounds like a woman."

Finally, my boss said, "Could it be a reporter named Laurel Babcock?"

Our receptionist replied, "Close enough. Do you want the call?"

Can you imagine if she had picked up a reporter's call and called her "Mr. Cock"???

When you spend 5 years working in a public defenders office, you get exposed to a plethora of scoundrels, freaks and idiots...and that's just the lawyers and judges.

There are many funny instances and memorable characters. One of the consequences of working in the office is that you become on a first name basis with every prostitute in the city. My in-laws would visit my wife and me, we would go to a festival on the river, and hookers would come up to me to say hello and how I've been.

That's weird Klyd, they were doing the same thing to Geoff in Philly...