When I leave the house I leave lights and a TV on. When I'm in the house I leave lights and a TV on.
Today the doorbell rang at 9:00 AM. I was not expecting anyone so I didn't answer the door. I was also not dressed. After ringing and knocking and ringing and knocking very persistently, whoever it was got in their car and drove away.
Even though I keep the lights and TV on you can't really tell during the day. The only indication that I might be home is that my car was in the driveway. That doesn't mean much either because I could be on a trip.
Three hours later there was another doorbell ring and another knock at the door. I ignored it again.
About half an hour later I got a phone call from the police. I was talking to someone else so they had to leave a message. They said a contractor I supposedly had an appointment with had come to my door twice but got no answer. He became WORRIED ABOUT MY WELFARE and contacted the cops. Based on what?! That no one answered the door?
Keep in mind that I have never met this contractor in person. We've only talked on the phone. He has no idea how old I am or what I look like. Or anything about me.
And yet, for some reason, because I didn't answer the door when he wanted me to, he felt compelled to contact the cops. Anyone else would have left. Or tried to call me on the phone. The guy has my number and never bothered. And did I mention that I had no appointment scheduled with this guy? In fact I was only home because of a fluke anyway.
Holy crapola. I told the cops several times that I did NOT have an appointment with this contractor -- in fact, after my conversation with him last week, he was waiting for me to mail him a deposit and a signed contract so they could start work.
The cops can't seem to understand why I won't answer the door. How many times do I have tell them I'm usually busy working, I am often not dressed and why bother if I'm not expecting anyone.
Then the police department informs me that an officer had already been dispatched to my home for a YET ANOTHER F-BOMB WELLNESS CHECK. I couldn't believe it. They didn't even give me a chance to return their call to my house. Hey, I was on the phone when your call came through. As soon as I checked the message I called you right back.
Too late. The cop wanted to know if I would answer the door for the officer. This got me worried, since they entered my house through an unlocked door last time. So I got up from the computer wearing only a hoody to make sure all my doors were bolted shut. Then I screamed into the phone -- NO!! Can't you people leave me the, uh, HECK alone?!!! I said heck.
Cripes. This is insane.
UPDATE: They managed to call off the dogs. I saw a patrol car drive past my house without stopping. And a memo went out to remind the "staff" to give me some time to call them back. Also no one is to ever enter my home unless there is a clear sign of an emergency.
I had a talk with the commander later. The very same commander from the last time. I've decided that he's got a lot of snappy patter and a boatload of B.S. He claimed that they had put a number of MY suggested new procedures in place.
But somehow they didn't bother to ask the contractor if he had tried to call me -- perhaps to reschedule the alleged appointment he had. The cops managed to call me this time, unlike last time, but then they didn't give me time to call them back.