omgwtf

[windandwater]

So a couple hours ago, maybe a half hour after my last post, someone rang the doorbell. I wondered if it was UPS or something with a package, so I got up and looked out my window to see if there was a truck or it was one of the retarded neighbor kids who like to kick their soccer balls into our backyard.

It was a police car.

I had a mild freak out moment as I hurried down the stairs (still in my PJ pants too), wondering if I had accidentally tripped the house alarm system -- whoo Brinks! They actually do monitor your house and call the police -- but I remembered turning off the alarm when I went downstairs for my breakfast so I was worried.

Answered the door.

There is a plainclothes cop outside with a pad of paper in his hand. He says hello. I say hello back. He asks me if I know if I've seen the silver car out there. What silver car, I ask. That one parked right there. I open the security screendoor and step onto my porch to look. There is, indeed, a silver car parked on the curb in front of my house (right in front of my window actually). Oh, I say. I don't know who owns that car but it's been there since yesterday, I think. You don't know who owns it? No, I answer. I just figured it was one of the neighbors' because everyone parks on the street. Yes, he says, it's a public street. I ask what's wrong.

The car had been stolen.

D:

I am totally shocked and look at the officer -- there is now another police car in the street, and a crime scene investigations truck. There is a bunch of people swarming the car. Oh! Well, I just saw the car yesterday, the afternoon, I think. I just saw it there and didn't see anyone in it or park it or anything. It was just there, so I ignored it, thinking it was a neighbors'.

The officer thanks me, takes my name, and then leaves.

OMG.

I watched the drama from my window (after I closed the front door obviously). The police continued to search the car, and eventually the owners of the car showed up after an hour or so. Then the police left, and the owners called a tow truck, and now everyone is gone.

Wow. I've never seen anything like that before.

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[sukino.livejournal.com]

I had something like that happen when I lived at Cal Poly. Someone knocked on my door so I look to see who it is and see two cops. My mind proceeds to break out into "OMG WTF DID I DO TO GET IN THIS MUCH TROUBLE?!" I answered the door and they asked for me by name which freaked me out more and then asked bout my car which freaked me out even more. They just needed me to move it because they were working on the street, but at the time I thought I was gonna have a heart attack.

It always boggled my mind that they found out that it was my cara dn then where I lived on campus. @_@