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Saturday - 12:36am - Evanston, IL

As the guy still can't find shit, the female officer keeps plugging away with the questioning

Officer: Do you work?

Me: Yeah

Officer: Where?

Me: IRI. We do market research

Officer: What??

Me: Its a market research company called IRI.

Officer: Where is that?

Me: 150 N Clinton, Chicago

Officer: Whats your social?

Me: HUH??

Officer: Your social security number... .do you know it?

Me: I know it, but I don't see why that's relevant

Officer: Well what is it?

Me: I'm sorry and I swear I'm not trying to be difficult but I've dealt with police plenty of times and never been asked my social. That's weird to me

Officer: Well what's your phone number then?

Me: *gives it up*