Bleary-eyed, Brenda strolled in to the office, clutching a cup of coffee. She almost stumbled over her friend Ginny at the elevator.

"I’m so sorry," Brenda apologized, "This guy keeps calling me at three in the morning. Every night, he tries to tell me these nasty things. I keep hoping he’ll stop, but he doesn’t!"

Ginny clucked, "I bet the phone company said they couldn’t do anything about it, huh?"

"Yeah," Brenda exclaimed, "since he’s not actually threatening me, and he’s blocking his caller ID, they’re helpless. They actually told me to turn off my ringer. I can’t do that! What if there’s an emergency when the kids are at their dad’s?"

"The same thing happened to me last year," whispered Ginny. "Wanna know how I got rid of the guy?"

Ginny told Brenda how her old college roommate told her about the Pretender Voice Changer. She loved her new apartment, but wasn’t so crazy about the neighborhood. Since the voice changer made it sound like a burly man lived at her place, she thought it would be perfect if someone buzzed her doorbell late at night.

"Instead," Ginny said, "this jerk starts calling my number ALL THE TIME. I’d get messages from him all day long, but I don’t think he had the guts to actually call me at night. So I took a personal day, got myself a good book and settled in next to the phone."

"So what happened," asked Brenda.

"Sure enough, the guy calls," Ginny said, "and I answer, ?hello, this is Mark.’"

Brenda gasped, "what did he do?"

"He just gulped and said he had the wrong number," Ginny replied.

Brenda puzzled, "the guy didn’t know you were a woman?"

"He had no clue," exclaimed Ginny, "because it sounds so real. I’ve got it on my answering machine, if you want to hear it."

Ginny whipped out her cell phone and dialed her home number, handing the phone to Brenda as it rang. When the machine picked up, Brenda’s eyes bulged with surprise.

"No way," Brenda gasped. "There’s no way that’s your voice. You sound like a guy!"

"It’s great," Ginny confessed, "though I did have to explain to my Mom why some guy was answering my phone. But it gets better. The guy called back one more time."

"What’d you do?" asked Brenda? "

This time, I pressed the button that made it sound like I had a baby crying in the background," giggled Ginny. "I switched on my male voice and told him that I’d better not find the guy that woke up my kid. I swear I heard him drop the phone, he tried to hang up so fast!"

"That’s it," cried Brenda. "You’ve got to tell me where you got that thing."

For your safety, Mitch McDonald

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Kerrie loved her job. She just hated her neighborhood.

Managing one of the trendiest nightclubs in town, she got to spend her evenings rubbing elbows with rock stars, actors, and many of the city’s elite. Her boss converted an old warehouse by the docks into a fantasy world for their guests. It kept costs down, but it also made for a pretty treacherous walk down to the parking lot at 4am.

Kerrie’s boss really cared about her, since she kept the place running so smoothly. She refused to let him pay for a car service so he gave her a Stun Master 775. She remembered how he asked her to hold it by the wrist strap when walking down the block, "just in case."

One Saturday night, Kerrie couldn’t wait to get home. It felt like she spent the whole night breaking up arguments and kicking drunken guys out of the club. As she marched up the block to her car, two of those guys dropped out of the shadows.

"Hey, you!" called the tall one. Kerrie knew from her years of experience not to bother responding.

"You think you’re too good to serve us? You think you’re too good to talk to us?" shouted his companion.

The tall one slid right in front of Kerrie, blocking her path. She clutched her car’s key fob in one hand while she dug her other hand into her satchel and wrapped it around the strap of her Stun Master.

"Where do you think you’re going?" asked the tall one, while the other man just snickered. He lunged for Kerrie’s left hand, and she pressed the panic button on her car remote. Wailing horns pierced the silence of the back alley.

As her attacker gripped her left arm, she lunged at him with the Stun Master. Even though he held on to Kerrie, she couldn’t feel any of the 775,000 volts flowing into his body. As he fell, his other hand knocked the Stun Master away from Kerrie. It snapped free of the wrist strap and landed on top of him as he curled up on the ground.

The smaller attacker leaped at his buddy and grabbed the Stun Master.

"I’ll show you!" he cried, as he pounced on Kerrie. He dug the Stun Master into her abdomen and tried to activate it, not realizing that the wrist strap also serves as a disable pin - once the Stun Master left Kerrie’s hands, it was useless.

Kerrie didn’t get her job on looks alone. She kicked her attacker in the shin and clocked him on the jaw as a pair of police officers raced to the scene of the struggle. She made a mental note to thank her boss for the gift - and to ask for a raise.

Yours in safety, Mitch McDonald

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