Today is Sunday August 16, 2020. WOW.... What a night I had last night. A triple whammy kinda night. One where PD put on its makeup and high heels and jumped right in. Here are the deets..... It was 8:20 pm. I am finally totally relaxed, watching tv in my bedroom. My three dogs were finally settled in. Unfortunately for me, the inside of my house feels like a living sauna, from the 100+ temp during the day. All of a sudden, I hear what sounds like banging on my front door. At first I thought I was hearing things so I muted the tv to make sure. The banging got louder and louder. Of course, my dogs were now ferociously barking. I tip toed to the front door. Sadly, I do not have a peep hole, so I couldn't see who was on the other side. I finally shouted out "Hello" and the response I heard was "Open the door". Again, I said "Hello" to which the person replied "I have been here a few days ago and I am not going anywhere until you answer my questions". Now I am mortified thinking this guy is going to break my door down (where is Keith Morrison and his crew when you need them)! I asked him who he was and he said he was from the Census Bureau of the United States. He also informed me that he had no intentions of leaving until I opened the door and answered his questions. I must have told him at least eight times to please leave. Finally he said "That's it. I am going to stand here and read you the questions because that's my job". He proceeded to yell the questions as loud as humanly possible. If it wasn't so scary, it would have been hilarious.
At this point, I dialed 911. Unbelievably, I had to wait 7 minutes to actually talk to a live person. The recorded message (that kept playing over and over again) said to hang on the line as they are busy helping others. What the? I felt like I was waiting to talk to a customer service rep at Victoria's Secret. I actually looked at my screen to make sure I had indeed called 911. Now I am completely panicked as the guy is still at my front door and 911 is not picking up.
After what seemed like an eternity, a woman finally answered. I explained what was happening and that I was really frightened. Believe it or not, once the operator heard that this person claimed to be from the Census Bureau, she asked me if I had forgotten to submit my answers in April. WHAT????? I told her I had mailed them in. She then instructed me to tell him that I already did the Census questionnaire back in April. She assured me that he would definitely leave me alone once he heard that. As shocked as I was to hear her response, I told her in no uncertain terms that I was not going to respond to him anymore. Most importantly, I wanted the police to come quickly. She pretty much acted like it was ridiculous that I would want to get the police involved when I could solve this myself. What she didn't get about the fact that it was pitch black outside and that some strange man was banging on my front door and refused to leave, I will never know. She finally connected me to my local police department.
Bottom Line.... The shock and anxiety I felt coupled with the way I was spoken to by the first dispatcher, not to mention the ridiculously hot temperature in my house, set the stage for PD to thrive. WHEW.. This last sentence was a long one :) By the time the police officers arrived, my right hand and lower arm were tremoring. It was all I could do to talk to the two officers, without passing out. The policemen had a very long talk with the CBG (Census Bureau Guy). They basically told him that he can't be banging on anyone's door, especially after dark. After all this, I ended up chatting with the CBG and answering his questions. Once he left, I literally dragged my legs back into the house to the kitchen to drink some water. It took me forever to fall asleep. Stress + Intense Heat + Lack of Sleep = Disaster. To be continued.....