Last week, I received the following alert from Crime Prevention Unit of the Pleasanton Police Department, “FW: Press Release – Residential Burglary Suspect Arrested.”
I thought, “Hot damn. I better get busy.” You see, I’m the neighborhood block caption. The SWAT team has personally thanked me for my hard work.
That’s another story.
Stolen PJs
Anyway, a local woman was arrested on suspicion of stealing furniture, tools, and electronics from her neighbor, including pajamas.
Based on the newspaper photo, I had a sneaky feeling we had met. I sent out a group email to my friends with the information.
Here’s a copy of our email exchange—
To: Friends:
Wanted you to be aware that a local woman was spotted breaking into a neighbor’s house. I feel like I’ve seen her before. Does anyone else recognize the pic? –Stacey
Reply:
I don’t recognize her but will keep this story in mind if I’m in the market for redecorating!! – Laura
No, but the story made me laugh! – Debbie
Lol… Don’t recognize her – know a couple of people that resemble her though. — Thanks, Mary
What type of pajamas was she wearing? — Joan
Full Story
The full story is reprinted below with the permission of the Pleasanton Patch by Autumn Johnson.



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I sell a lot of pajamas in Pleasanton but I don’t recognize her name. If I did her defense could be a menopausal induced fuge state. I made that up but it could be?
Pretty bold gal. I’m guessing they didn’t travel in the same circles!
That would have been even funnier. Thanks for stopping by.
Off to Target for some new pajamas…just in case… 😉
I guess you can never have enough pajamas! Thanks for the giggle!
She’s pretty bold. This was too funny to not share.
How interesting! I was sick this weekend and I spent part of the day sleeping, so I am awake now. I was organizing my family photo albums and I came accross my Wells Class of 88 graduation program. Glancing over the names I remembered Sormeh Zupan. She was the last person listed in the program. I remember her being cruel, condescending and flat out mean to me, and a swear word came to mind. (Not nice. I know.) I googled her name… And really I’m not surprised at all.
Oh gosh. Very funny. You must write a follow-up story, Where is the Crazy PJ Lady Now? People don’t really change.