I got a phone call yesterday from someone that sounded like a gnome, but could’ve easily been an elf. I get the voices confused.

The little fellow said, "this is Tango-India-November-Kilo-Echo-Romeo calling from Santa’s Workshop, Wii Department, we have a problem with your Wii."

I replied, "Bravo, what"?

He said, "You can call me Tinker. Tinker Monkey-Buns, at your service."

I gathered myself a little and asked, "You have a problem with my Wii? I mean, I don’t have a Wii, well I have a wee, but I usually don’t talk about it, especially with people named Tinker. It’s not that I’m ashamed of my wee, it’s nice and all…"

Tinker cut me off. "Listen, your son sent a letter asking Santa for a Nintendo Wii and well, Santa and Yukon Cornelius were, shall we say "quality testing" the Wii for your son when Yukon got excited and tossed the nunchuck up in the air. The nunchuck came down hard on top of the console, then Yukon picked up the nunchuck, licked it and said, "nuthin". Bottom line, your son’s Wii is broken."

Tinker continued, "You are going to have to help Santa out this year."

I am always willing to help Santa, remembering the time the jolly one called about the puppy.

"What do I need to do?" I asked.

"Take $450 in cash out of your bank and wait for a phone call". Then Tinker said, Merry Christmas and quickly hung up.

I don’t know about you, but when someone affiliated with Santa gives instructions, I follow them. Shortly after I got home with the money, I got a call.

"Mr. Tribble?"

"Yes?", I replied.

"I have your Wii and it will cost you $450.", the high pitched voice on the other line said.

"Are you an elf?" I asked.

"No, my name’s Scott and I’m 13 years old, I stood in line at the Fred Meyer for 5 hours and bought this Wii for $250." Scott said.

"Boy, you are quite the entrepreneur, aren’t ya?" I asked, rhetorically.  "Hey, this doesn’t have anything to do with those TMX Elmo’s I bought at Costco for $35 and resold on eBay for $100 does it?"

Scott fell silent.

I piped up. "Never mind, Scott. I have your money, where can we meet?"