“...So do we pass the ghosts that haunt us later in our lives; they sit undramatically by the roadside like poor beggars, and we see them only from the corners of our eyes, if we see them at all. The idea that they have been waiting there for us rarely if ever crosses our minds. Yet they do wait, and when we have passed, they gather up their bundles of memory and fall in behind, treading in our footsteps and catching up, little by little.”--Stephen King
4-30-11 = Best Day of My Life
Wednesday, December 10, 2003
Scared to Death
well, yesterday I had fun. OH yea, BIG fun.
This is how it all went down........... Minding my own business sleeping I was awoken aaround 9.30 am by the chiefs of police association, you konw to make my annual donation. No big deal. I made it and we carried on with our lives and I go into the living room to catch up on my soaps from monday.
About 11ish or so....I can't remember the exact time here, I was scared.......thier was a knock on my door, a bang I should rather say, and I was nude and just about to hit the showers. I called out "who is it" and he answered back "fort smith police". I told him to hold on a second (i had to put my cloths on, but didn't say that). When I answered the door he asked "are you alone" I said that I was. And then he started accusing me of harboring a person that has been vandalizing cars in the area. That he has a witness downstairs to prove that I was and that this alledged man was STILL in my apartment. I dont know how well some of you may know me, but I dont know anyone in fort smith. Just co-workers from previous jobs (that I never see now) and my husband's family. So I got scared. And ofcourse I started crying. And low and behold he made the statement "i know he's here or you wouldn't be crying" So i called my mother in law, while the officer was here. She talked to him for a minute and when we got off the phone I had calmed down considerably and told him he was more than welcome to search the apartment. I have nothing to hide. Well, he got as far as the front hall closet checking it and he said "just because your having an affair on your husband doesn't give you the right to hide the criminal" I was shocked and blown away. I tried to tell him that I was NOT. I had no idea where these accusations were comming from, etc blah. So he had the man come up stairs who was accusing me. He pointed his finger right at me and was yelling "it was her it was her, she was sitting on the couch when I was talking to the guy who vandalized my car"
Well, let me tell you folks, it wasn't me. And I was scared to death. and started bawling. I told the officer to leave and not to come back unless he had a search warrant. As soon as he left I called the fort smith police department. I talked to one of thier captains and he told me that they had NO officer by the name of which this one called himself. How unbelievable is that! I was even more scared at this point. And believe me I am still scared.
This "officer" was BIG and tall. He was very mean looking and had a bad attitude.
Lesson to all you ladie's out there: DONT open the door to ANYONE (even a police officer) when your alone. Call the police and verify. Get thier badge # AND name before you call and give it to the dispathcer. If i hadn't slammed the door and pushed him out, I could have been raped, or worse. Or it could have been a case of mistaken identity. BUT DONT TAKE THE CHANCE!
Aphrodite, aka blaez
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