My mates wife told me this last night. She is in charge of a mental type home, the “residents” live in their own self contained flats in the grounds
She gets a telephone call from 1 of the residents.
Mentalist. “I have Troll in my flat”
Wifey “Very nice, where did you buy it”
Mentalist “No, it is a real Troll”
Wifey “Are you sure it is a real Troll”
Mentalist “Yes I have locked it in the Bathroom”
Wifey “OK, well I am sure it will be OK in there, I have to go now as I have some work to do”
About 1 hour later the phone rings again
Mentalist “I still have the troll locked in my bathroom”
Wifey “OK, I think you should let it out now”
Mentalist “No, I cannot do that it might escape”
Wifey “It is not likely to escape, as they are not real”
Mentalist “It is real, that is why I have locked it in the Bathroom and I need to go to the toilet, is there another toilet I can use”
My mates wife then starts to wonder what the **** is going on, so she gets one of the other employees to come with her and see what the real problem is.
They arrive at the flat and knock on the door and the mentalist ushers them in.
Mentalist “The troll is in the bathroom here, be careful it might escape”
So they unlock the door and open it slowly and a small person (dwarf/midget) is sitting in the bathroom looking very worried to the point of being petrified.
Mentalist “You need to take the troll away and have it locked up”
So my mates wife and the other employee played along and “escorted” the “troll” from the flat.
Mentalist “Make sure it does not escape” and locks the door
They got back to the office and asked the small person what had happened. He told them that he was selling things for charity by going door to door around the area.
He said he knocked on the door and the mentalist answered the door and before he had a chance to speak the mentalist had grabbed him and ran into the flat and threw him in the bathroom and locked the door.
Once he had got over the trauma of being grabbed he said he thought he could escape through the bathroom window, but there wasn’t one, so he just had too sit it out. He was very shook up by the whole thing, but agreed not to take it any further.
She gets a telephone call from 1 of the residents.
Mentalist. “I have Troll in my flat”
Wifey “Very nice, where did you buy it”
Mentalist “No, it is a real Troll”
Wifey “Are you sure it is a real Troll”
Mentalist “Yes I have locked it in the Bathroom”
Wifey “OK, well I am sure it will be OK in there, I have to go now as I have some work to do”
About 1 hour later the phone rings again
Mentalist “I still have the troll locked in my bathroom”
Wifey “OK, I think you should let it out now”
Mentalist “No, I cannot do that it might escape”
Wifey “It is not likely to escape, as they are not real”
Mentalist “It is real, that is why I have locked it in the Bathroom and I need to go to the toilet, is there another toilet I can use”
My mates wife then starts to wonder what the **** is going on, so she gets one of the other employees to come with her and see what the real problem is.
They arrive at the flat and knock on the door and the mentalist ushers them in.
Mentalist “The troll is in the bathroom here, be careful it might escape”
So they unlock the door and open it slowly and a small person (dwarf/midget) is sitting in the bathroom looking very worried to the point of being petrified.
Mentalist “You need to take the troll away and have it locked up”
So my mates wife and the other employee played along and “escorted” the “troll” from the flat.
Mentalist “Make sure it does not escape” and locks the door
They got back to the office and asked the small person what had happened. He told them that he was selling things for charity by going door to door around the area.
He said he knocked on the door and the mentalist answered the door and before he had a chance to speak the mentalist had grabbed him and ran into the flat and threw him in the bathroom and locked the door.
Once he had got over the trauma of being grabbed he said he thought he could escape through the bathroom window, but there wasn’t one, so he just had too sit it out. He was very shook up by the whole thing, but agreed not to take it any further.
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