Monday, November 06, 2006
Someone's Knockin' at the Door, Somebody's Ringin' the Bell
At 1:00am, the doorbell rang. It must have rung a few times before I finally heard it, because when I woke up, my son hollered, “Someone’s ringing the doorbell!”
I fumbled around for my robe and went downstairs. And the conversation went something like this:
Me: (through the door) – Who is it?
Him: County police
Me: (after opening the door and stepping onto the porch) Yes?
Him: What’s going on?
Me: Um, nothing.
Him: Are you supposed to be here?
Me: Yes sir.
Him: Then why did we get a call from your wife saying that you aren’t supposed to be here?
About that time it must have dawned on him that I looked more like a groggy guy who had just been awakened from a dead sleep instead of a man involved in a heated domestic squabble.
Him: What’s the address here?
Me: 11125 Birky Drive
Him: Oh, I have the wrong house. Sorry to have bothered you.
I hope you had a better start to your day :-)