Day 1 of my long awaited spring break vacation got slammed shut shorty after breakfast. I got the call that my workplace, Peoria Christian School, had been broken into. Nearly every single person with an ounce of authority at that school was out of town or leaving that morning. So I got stuck trading stories with the cops for 6 hours. It was stressful at the time since at first I wasn't sure if the kid got in because of a mistake I had made, I missed lunch because I was too worried about leaving and everything I had planned on doing got pushed back indefinitely.

It was later that I realized how cool it was to get to know a couple of the Peoria Heights officers and see how things work. I won't talk much about the break in, but it's pretty open and shut and taken care of. The Crime scene investigator had to be called in from a couple hours away. He was quite entertained by the present left behind in the locker room by the little punk. He's pretty sure Peoria was made famous by being one of the first places where a shoe print was used to solve a crime (hard to believe, but whatever). Peoria could have been made famous again by being one of the first to solve a crime with a butt-print. To bad we didn't need it.
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