tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post6262518278531546326..comments2024-01-12T11:26:35.176-05:00Comments on Working Stiffs: Inquiring Minds and Police ScannersWorking Stiffshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03270595837074553752noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-89611261310941400352009-06-17T16:51:16.399-04:002009-06-17T16:51:16.399-04:00Now, now, Sara. It's illegal to listen in on p...Now, now, Sara. It's illegal to listen in on phone calls. Besides, I don't appear to have those frequencies programmed into the thing, because I haven't heard any. Yet.Annettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02755947919433555176noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-39721049455080256882009-06-17T16:01:30.107-04:002009-06-17T16:01:30.107-04:00You realize this makes you a very valuable commodi...You realize this makes you a very valuable commodity in the local gossip market? <br />I'll be sure to keep my top secret cordless phone conversations to a minimum from now on! lol!<br />And my ridiculous 911 calls about my cats. Small town livin' can't be beat!Sarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12346270516836690158noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-89203118009831987172009-06-17T14:45:10.550-04:002009-06-17T14:45:10.550-04:00Sorry I disappeared on you guys. We're working...Sorry I disappeared on you guys. We're working on a bathroom remodel (don't ask), my satellite Internet went out AGAIN, and then I had a private yoga class to teach. But I'm back now.<br /><br />Will, I think that is EXCELLENT advice. <br /><br />Jennie, at least I come by my nosiness honestly. My mom is always peeking through the curtains to see what the neighbors are doing. And my dad was the biggest gossip you'd ever care to meet. He knew EVERYTHING that went on around town.<br /><br />And thanks, for passing on my hug to Nancy.<br /><br />Paula, I've stolen some terrific lines of dialogue from snippets of overheard conversations.Annettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02755947919433555176noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-42644070665263268142009-06-17T11:49:15.772-04:002009-06-17T11:49:15.772-04:00I'd love to have a scanner. I'm envious, A...I'd love to have a scanner. I'm envious, Annette.<br /><br />I'm nosy, too and not ashamed to admit it. Some good story ideas have come from eavesdropping. <br /><br />PaulaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-3703320546163692822009-06-17T10:32:55.902-04:002009-06-17T10:32:55.902-04:00I used to have one of those... Congrats on your ne...I used to have one of those... Congrats on your new scanner, Annette. And don't feel bad: we're all nosy. Some of us just aren't willing to admit it. <br /><br />I passed your hug along to Nancy Haddock, btw. She's a wonderful lady. Wish I'd had more time to spend with her!Jennahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01442754671445893599noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-86347676311143618592009-06-17T08:23:18.850-04:002009-06-17T08:23:18.850-04:00Annette,
I was just given a fabulous bit of advic...Annette,<br /><br />I was just given a fabulous bit of advice. Most of us will listen in on a discussion or argument that someone else is having. I think all of us are voyuers to some extent. Okay, let's say we're curious. So, use it to your advantage when writing. Give your reader the sense that she/he is listening in on a conversation. Use dialog and internal dialog instead of narative.Wilfred Bereswillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03019217952304685255noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-2194901818136684462009-06-17T07:43:43.519-04:002009-06-17T07:43:43.519-04:00Oh, Joyce, don't sell it. If nothing else, thi...Oh, Joyce, don't sell it. If nothing else, think of the potential for story ideas it provides. If you're totally sick of it, box it up and put it in the closet for a while. But you'll regret selling it, I think.Annettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02755947919433555176noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-12365378603592019972009-06-17T07:20:36.358-04:002009-06-17T07:20:36.358-04:00I have a scanner but I never use it anymore. When ...I have a scanner but I never use it anymore. When I worked for the PD, I'd turn it on in the evenings or on the weekend when I heard sirens. But now, it's kind of nice NOT knowing what's going on. I think it might be time to add it to the garage sale stuff in the attic.Joyce Tremelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00498392016497131719noreply@blogger.com