One of my employees told me this story of a recent "guest"...
So let's keep the door locked, shall we?
Me and the old lady were asleep Saturday night when we wake up because someone is ringing our door bell. It was 3:00 am.
I take the Kimber to the door and ask "Whose there".
It's some kid (20's) that has been beaten bloody and he wants to use our phone to call a friend. The kid says he got jumped by several guys.
I offer to call the police, but he says, "No man, don't call the cops, know whatum sayin". So I bring the cordless phone to the porch and tell him to make his call and stay outside on the porch.
He makes his call and walks right in through the front door to give the phone back. I tell him, "STAY OUTSIDE ON THE PORCH". He rambles something or other and I tell him that we should call the police, but he says, "Cops cain't handle dis, know whatum sayin. Don't call the cops man", and goes back outside to the porch.
I tell him to stay outside and that he can wait for his ride on my porch. Right as my wife gets a hold of the phone, she calls the police and tells them what's been going on.
The kid is outside for about a minute, then he walks right in through the front door again. I tell him, "BUDDY, YOU'VE GOT TO STAY OUTSIDE ON THE PORCH"! He's asking to use the phone again and I tell him that we're on the phone with the police right now. He bolts out the front door in a sprint.
The kid runs away into the 3am night.
My wife gave the police a description of this kid over the phone (white T-shirt, jeans, black jacket). Two black&whites arrive quickly to our driveway, and the first officer gets out and says, "A young guy in jeans, white shirt and black jacket? Another officer a couple blocks away just got him".
The officer stays and takes down a few statements and thanks us and leaves.
We never knew what the hell just happened.
So let's keep the door locked, shall we?