Saturday, April 25, 2009
Yesterday evening around 7:00 I was sitting on the couch and I heard a knock on the door. Jake had just called about a minute earlier so I knew it wasn't him just being too lazy to use a key. So I got up and looked through the peephole but didn't see anyone. I thought maybe UPS had dropped off a package so I opened the door to find a kid. No, not a baby in a basket type thing, but a 7-10 yr old (I really can't tell). I guess he saw Sydney in the window and wanted to pet her. When he spoke I could tell he suffered from some type of disability (not severe) and I felt sorry for him so I let him come in. He chased her around, took a lollipop off the coffee table and then started to try to go behind the couch to get the cat. This involved being way too close to Jake's guitar so I told him he needed to go. But seriously, he was here for about 10 minutes. Then he came back a little later w/ 2 other friends and wanted more candy. I only had one sucker left so I gave it to him. Too bad for the 3rd kid....but the original kid ran through the house again chasing the cat. Jake was home by this time so I felt more protected, otherwise I wouldn't have answered the door again. AND then today, just moments ago the kid came back! I didn't answer the door right away in hopes that he'd just leave, but then I heard him trying to open the door!! So I opened it, he had a startled look on his face, handed me the paper and said a few things. But seriously, how weird is this and WHERE ARE HIS PARENTS and is he plotting to break into my house??? I KNOW we've never met them so it's not like they should feel comfortable letting their child into our house. We live in a condo complex for crying out loud. It's not in a bad area, but as someone who goes running around the place at 5 in the morning, I can tell you that there are some weirdos (don't worry, I carry pepper spray). So really, where are they and what have they taught this child, who by the way, was wearing the same outfit as last night? Do weird things like this happen everywhere or is it a Las Vegas thing?