I just had the shit scared out of me. Someone left a message at my friends house, not a number that I would ever give out. The message said it was an emergency and to call this number and give some code that started with F as in Frank. This set off the panic button for me because I starting thinking that something had happened to my father, Frank, and they had been unable to get a hold of me so they called that number. (There are several reasons why this could not be true but the though only occured for a second).



So I call the number and it's a freakin collection agency. Rogers had not recieved the last cable payment for the Crackhouse (which tracy had promptly mailed). It's all good now but I was worried that it would go on my "permanent record". You know the kind that haunts you when you are older and wiser.