Saturday night, 9:45, sitting alone in my apt (yes, I know, pathetic). There's a knock on my door. I was a bit alarmed, since I wasn't expecting anyone and I was already in my PJs. So I go to my door to look through the peephole. It was a man that I did not recognize. I didn't say anything because I didn't want him to know I was here. So I call my parents and told my dad. I figured it was someone with the wrong apartment, but I just wanted to be on the phone with someone until I was sure he was gone. So I go back and check, and he's gone. I was sure he just had the wrong apartment.
I sit back down on my couch, get resettled, when there's another knock on my door. I grab my phone, look out the peephole again, same guy. Now I'm freaked out. I call my parents again, and my mom tells me I have to call 911. I didn't want to, but I didn't really know what else to do, I was quite freaked out. So, I hung up with my mom, and called 911. I gave them the basic info, told them what had happened, and she said they would send an officer out. (ps - one of the things they asked me was, "how do you know it's a man?" um...well, he dropped his pants and showed me, idiot dispatcher woman, he just looked like a man!!!)
I called my parents back and my mom said now I needed to find somewhere to stay the night, she said I didn't need to stay in my apt alone, under the circumstances. (note: by this point the guy has left, no more knocking). So I call a friend and make plans to spend the night. I packed a bag so that I would be ready when the officer got there and he could escort me to my car, in case this guy was lurking around (yes, I was paranoid).
30 mins later an officer FINALLY shows up. I opened the door and began explaining what had happened, telling him that I live alone and a strange guy had been knocking on my door, but that I thought the guy was gone, but that I'd like for him (the officer) to escort me to my car. He looks and me and says (with a perturbed look on his face), "Ma'am, maybe he was knocking on your door to tell you that you left your keys in the door." WHAT!?!?!?!!! I turn to look at my door knob, sure enough, there hung my massive wad of keys. So, I felt like a COMPLETE idiot. The stranger was trying to be nice. Also note, my car keys were hanging out there, he could have stolen my car!!! I apologized and thanked the officer for coming out, but he was still pretty annoyed! Pretty sure he went back and told all his buddies about this lunatic lady who had called the police because she left her keys in the door!!!
So, I got all freaked out and called the police FOR NOTHING!!! The guy was just trying to be nice!!! Apparently I have good neighbors! Ah well, it makes for a good story, even if I do feel like and idiot! Hope you all got a good laugh over this, and please, don't think less of me for it, and if you do, just don't tell me!
Super Duper: going to Louisville on Thursday for Will & Kristi's wedding (I'll post pics and stories next week...if there's time in the VBS madness).
Super Pooper: VBS is in 2 weeks!!!
1 comment :
OK, that is hilarious! The funniest part is that they asked you how you knew it was a man! The worst part was that the officer seemed annoyed! Don't they know it's their job to help out damsels in distress!!!
And if it makes you feel any better...when we evacuated for Hurricane Rita and people said there might be looters...well, we left our back door WIDE open. Not unlocked, not ajar...all the way open for every bug or burglar in Houston to come in!
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