"I found the troll!"

The other day whilst devouring some tasty ice cream cake, 

my sister decided to relay a story my mom told her. 

I deemed to be blog-worthy. So here you are.

A friend of my mom's has an older Down's Syndrome son who is fairly

high-functioning and can be left alone at times. 

Well, one day she left him at home and called to check up on him. 

They were talking for a minute when he told her that 

he had to hang up to go catch the troll. 

She didn't really think much of it and thought he was just 

playing a fun game to entertain himself.

A little while later she returns home to find him elated! 

He shouted as she entered, "I found the troll! Come see!"

She followed him to his room to find that he had moved

the dresser in front of his closet.

He moved the dresser to open the closet door and what

did he have in there as the "troll"....

A midget. That's right, a midget! This poor, unsuspecting midget

was a Census worker who had happened to knock

on the door while the mom was away to get the household info. 
He was locked up in the closet for about 4 HOURS!!!!


The moral of the story is, don't become a Census worker.