*shaking* Called 9/11... thought someone was breaking in...


westmanguy
#1
OMG... I can't stop shaking.

I am on my laptop, I don't here this van pulling up in my drive-way.

I see these 2 people at my patio door, and I NEVER here a knock. These 2 men (one young, one middle aged) are standing at my patio door, I back up out of site, I think I see one of them move an arm to break in to my home..

I have the phone beside me.

I call 9/11

The operator comes on, my voice is shaky, and I say somthin like "I thinkkkk someone is trrrrying to brreak in to my home."

I run out my front door and the 2 men are there and they have a big grey van.

So you can see the fright in me, right?

I say "What are you doing"

Guess what:

GUESS WHAT

GUESS WHAT

They are Jehovah's Witnesses who hand me phamplet for the birthday of Christ.

I am "Why didn't you knock!!" They said "we did, we must not have knocked loud enough"

I get back on the phone with the police and explain the situation.

He tells me they are not going to send anyone, but they are going to write a report up about J.W. door-to-door men, who look suspicious and do not knock.

I SWEAR THEY NEVER KNOCKED.

Now its WAY to suspicious to me:

#1 black suits
#2 big industrial van
#3 maybe the JW thing is a cover up if they ever get into a situation?

right?

Besides that! They never went to my FRONT DOOR, they came THROUGH MY GARAGE to my back yard to my back door.

WHO DOES THAT?

Or they could be JWs who thought nobody was home by looking in the garage, and were going to leave the phamplet in the house.

I am still pissed off as hell.

My instinct says there is more to it... and I am glad I didn't stand there nervous and did call 9/11.

still shaking.. boy these situations jump your adrenaline don't they?

comment on my story, and tell me your stories...



 
Zan
#2



what could you possibly have done to incur the attentions of the 'men in black' ???????????

the JW around here usually arrive on foot. Not sure what you just experienced... shoulda got a plate # off that van maybe?
 
CDNBear
#3
I was sleeping on a friends couch, half in the bag(years ago).

I was awakend by the front door being, for lack of a better term, thumped on.

It was the ex boyfriend of my buddies, present girlfriend. Apparently he was unaware of their breakup, but had heard from friends she was at his party and may still be there.

Anyways, he was throwing himself at the door.

You have to understand, at this point in my life I was into being a dickhead and me and my buddy had some fairly decent enemies.

I went to the door and waited for a thump, then made a ruff guess as the the interval between the thumps, summizeing the perp was backing up to take a run at the door.

I waited patiently through a couple thumps, then as I timed it upened the door as I thought he would be at that point.

He was, he was met by mit, square in the face.

Knocked him back of the steps, removed two teeth, one of which was in my knuckle(I just looked, the scar is still there, lmao)

I ran down to finish him off, or as I would tell the cops later, to check on him. He was out cold.

I leaned in the door and called for my buddy. As he came down, the guy came to and grabbed his face, got up and ran off.

I thought that was the end of it.

I thought wrong.

He ran to a Mack's Milk and called the Cops.

They of course knew me well and immedietely cuffed me, until they determined that his story didn't wash.

The shoulder dents in the cheap metal clad door seemed pretty odd, even though he claimed I must have staged them, the fact that I'm 6' 2" and he was all of 5 and change, the dents didn't match the body.

The Cops took my word for it, and arrested him for "mischief".

Fun times.

(btw, I love the new signature west, my head is swelling)
 
westmanguy
#4
So you were a BAD BOY, back in the day CDNBear? lol.

Yeah these JWs are crazy people, and be warned everyone they are out on there door-to-door spree..
 
eh1eh
#5
Quote: Originally Posted by westmanguyView Post

So you were a BAD BOY, back in the day CDNBear? lol.

Yeah these JWs are crazy people, and be warned everyone they are out on there door-to-door spree..

I'm already on there black list. When I moved to this house 10 years ago I made the fisrt JW feel very frightened, indicating the police would be called if the came on my property. They now walk past my house on Saturday. LOL
 
CDNBear
#6
Quote: Originally Posted by eh1ehView Post

I'm already on there black list. When I moved to this house 10 years ago I made the fisrt JW feel very frightened, indicating the police would be called if the came on my property. They now walk past my house on Saturday. LOL

My electrician buddy, just answeredthe door nekkid a few times, that works too.
 
Curiosity
#7
Bear

You live such an exciting life....nothing earth shattering happens here except forest fires every year, an earthquake or two, and the occasional horse walking along munching everyone's flowers.....until someone recognizes which ranch it belongs to... and phones the owners....

JWs and Mormons all walk - they arrive in vans but usually at the entrance to a community and then walk the whole thing - in really hot temps in the summer... if they are lucky someone opens their door and offers them water.... nobody ever knocks at my door in the week because I am not there...ha! I've never seen any of them on the weekends....
 
westmanguy
#8
Ok, so they arrived in a van and on a weekend.

Is this to of suspicion?
 
CDNBear
#9
Quote: Originally Posted by CuriosityView Post

Bear

You live such an exciting life....nothing earth shattering happens here except forest fires every year, an earthquake or two, and the occasional horse walking along munching everyone's flowers.....until someone recognizes which ranch it belongs to... and phones the owners....

JWs and Mormons all walk - they arrive in vans but usually at the entrance to a community and then walk the whole thing - in really hot temps in the summer... if they are lucky someone opens their door and offers them water.... nobody ever knocks at my door in the week because I am not there...ha! I've never seen any of them on the weekends....

That would be "lived" WC, apart from the antics of my boys(yes those apples didn't fall far from this Bear tree), my life is... well, just a good life. My memories are the stuff of nightmares though.
 
westmanguy
#10
BTW when they came and gave me the phamplet I said. "Sorry you and me believe in Jesus Christ in different contexts. I won't be needing that"

My uncle just tell them: "F*** of you f****** c****." Needless to say, they never visit my uncle!
 
CDNBear
#11
Quote: Originally Posted by westmanguyView Post

BTW when they came and gave me the phamplet I said. "Sorry you and me believe in Jesus Christ in different contexts. I won't be needing that"

My uncle just tell them: "F*** of you f****** c****." Needless to say, they never visit my uncle!

I've invited them in and explained that we were an alien DNA experiment. I like raising eyebrows.
 
westmanguy
#12
Best way to get rid of a JW?

Invite them into your home, and do the same thing they are doing to you.

Get your Bible out, and start preaching about Christianity to them. They'll be out in a giffy when you do that!
 
DurkaDurka
#13
Quote: Originally Posted by CDNBearView Post

I've invited them in and explained that we were an alien DNA experiment. I like raising eyebrows.

Always knew you were a follower of scientology.
 
CDNBear
#14
Quote: Originally Posted by DurkaDurkaView Post

Always knew you were a follower of scientology.



Take me to your dealer!!!
 
Curiosity
#15
I feel sorry for the Mormon missionaries...

They have to wear white long sleeve shirts and dress pants and a tie... and it gets really hot here in the summer....they ride bikes around the neighborhoods and are so happy to come in and talk in the air conditioning....

A couple of my neighbors have invited them in to cool off as long as they don't start on their mission... they apparently are the nicest young men though..... I don't know if girls do this kind
of missionary thing or not..... some of them are from other countries too.

One Mormon I worked with trained in Switzerland at school and had his mission there.....he loved it and didn't want to come home hahaha...
 
hermanntrude
#16
my wife lives in a very remote town in northern alberta. To get there you have to drive for a half hour or so on a normalish road, then an hour or so on a gravel road, then an hour off-road, then cross a frozen river which ocassionally swallows a car.

The jehovah's witnesses come several times a year and knock on as many doors as they can. My wife's aunt is a JW. last time they came, they left leaflets for her which made us suspect that they had been in contact with the family and had sent specially tailored material based on someone's request.

they are a well organised lot. And usually very friendly about it. I don't hate them for their strange ways
 
CDNBear
#17
Quote: Originally Posted by hermanntrudeView Post

my wife lives in a very remote town in northern alberta. To get there you have to drive for a half hour or so on a normalish road, then an hour or so on a gravel road, then an hour off-road, then cross a frozen river which ocassionally swallows a car.

The jehovah's witnesses come several times a year and knock on as many doors as they can. My wife's aunt is a JW. last time they came, they left leaflets for her which made us suspect that they had been in contact with the family and had sent specially tailored material based on someone's request.

they are a well organised lot. And usually very friendly about it. I don't hate them for their strange ways

And no one should, I met one at my door one day, that had a debilitating stutter. It almost made me cry as he spread his good words, albeit painfully.

That takes determination, I can only respect and honour that.

I heard him out, to the tune of an hour and change.

Then politely took the "WatchTower" magazine and bid him farewell. To do anything less would have been against my very code.
 
hermanntrude
#18
we had mormons in the UK. They came around and chatted the first time, barely mentioned God. I was interested in what exactly the mormons believed so they gave me a book of mormon and I had a breif read. Also read up on the net. When they came back we asked them a lot of questions which of course they didnt answer but in a very long winded and friendly way. Eventually we had to tell them they shouldn't bother coming any more, but it was entertaining and informative.
 
CDNBear
#19
Quote: Originally Posted by hermanntrudeView Post

we had mormons in the UK. They came around and chatted the first time, barely mentioned God. I was interested in what exactly the mormons believed so they gave me a book of mormon and I had a breif read. Also read up on the net. When they came back we asked them a lot of questions which of course they didnt answer but in a very long winded and friendly way. Eventually we had to tell them they shouldn't bother coming any more, but it was entertaining and informative.

They came by here a few years ago, I said I would become a Mormon, but my wife wouldn't let me, she wasn't thrilled with the idea of me have to divide my time between her and my many other wives, lol. Nor my funds, lmao!!!

There are a few things that kinda irk me about the Mormon thing, they could be erroneous, but I don't like the idea of First Nations being the bad guys, and I'm not sure following the teachings of some that claimed he and he alone could see, read and translate the plates in a hat. But I could be wrong, I think I got most of that from South Park.
 
hermanntrude
#20
i dont know about the hat thing, but it seems that no one ever got a good look at the plates except him, and the plates mysteriously vanished afterwards, whichw as convenient. Also it's interesting to note that if you read the book of mormon, it reads exactly like a man of the 18th/19th century trying to write in a biblical style, with a profusion of yeas and verilys.
 
karrie
#21
(Jehovas... post a 'no solicitors' sign, problem solved. Silly people with all the dramatic ways of trying to keep them away make me laugh, now, on to break in stories)

The first break in story happened at my mom's house when I was younger. It was an unusual sort of night, since my little brother had been out partying with friends, my sister and her then fiance were in visiting and had gone out with friends, and my dad was working late. As a result, the back door was left unlocked, which never happens.

When my dad came home from work, the house was dark, and he tripped over the pile of shoes crowding their back entrance as he locked the door to head to bed. He commented to mom that someone must have had an extra friend crash the night, because there was a really big pair of shoes in the already crowded entrance. But, neither really thought anything of it, and went to sleep.

When mom woke up the next morning, she headed out to the kitchen to make my dad's lunch, as usual. She flicked on the lights, and had to stifle a scream. There was a man lying on the love seat, in the living room across from the kitchen, fast asleep. She stood there, staring down at this man, trying to figure out who he could belong to. She finally woke dad, who had walked past this person the night before, not seeing him because the lights were out. He had no idea who it was. So, they woke my sister, to ask if he belonged to them.... no. They woke my brother... no. As the four of them stood around staring at this man, the idea flickered through their heads that perhaps he was one of my friends, but ruled that out as uncharacteristic. Finally, dad sent everyone to mom's room to lock themselves in. He stood at the couch, and rapped the man on the foot.

Buddy slowly gets up, takes a look around and says....

"Oh s---t.... am I in the wrong apartment?"

Dad just burst out laughing. Yeah, slightly the 'wrong apartment', since they live five blocks from the nearest apartment buildings, in a big house. Buddy got up, sheepishly asked if he might bum a smoke from dad, and then headed on his merry way.

The funniest part of all was mom, who was wracked with guilt for being such a bad hostess as to not offer him any breakfast or a coffee before sending him out into the cold.


__________________________________________________ _______________________

My second story happened here. I live in a small acreage community, down in the river valley. We lock our front door, but our back door only gets locked when my husband is away, and we're asleep at night. There's only ever been one break in down here, in the last 20 years. It's very peaceful, and the neighbors watch out for one another (thus, the unlocked back door so that the neighbors can come in to feed our animals if we were to not be able to make it home for some reason).

One time, when my hubby was away, I did my usual routine, locked up the whole house nice and tight (I never feel safe alone for the first little while he's gone), and was feeling pretty safe as I headed off to bed. But, as I started to drift off, I heard a rattle. I jumped up, and my dog went balistic. She tore down to the basement, barking at the window. I grabbed the phone, a knife, and headed down to check it out.

Nothing.

I headed back up to my room, nerves slightly jangled, and tried to lie down again.

Rattle.

Dog freaks again, and off we go again. I checked out all the windows, nothing. I scanned the yard. Nothing. No wind, no branches near that window. Nothing.

By this point, my dog is in hysterics, and I'm feeling more than a little ridiculous. I ponder calling a neighbor, but there's nothing to report, other than a rattling window. My dog and I both barely slept a wink that night. She paced, and I lay awake, staring at the ceiling, my ears straining for the slightest noise.

Morning came, with no more rattles. Nothing to indicate anything had been amiss.

My mom phoned to chat, and as I was on the phone with her, I headed down to do some laundry. I turned around, screamed, and dropped the phone.

There, at my window, wings spread wide, attacking his own reflection was a male ruffed grouse. Rattle, rattle. I laughed my **** off.
 
CDNBear
#22
Karrie, your Mom sounds like a terrific woman.
 
karrie
#23
Quote: Originally Posted by CDNBearView Post

Karrie, your Mom sounds like a terrific woman.

My mom has a different view of the world... one I'm glad rubbed off on me. I grew up, for example, in a home where it was viewed as horrible to lock the door while we were out. We lived fairly far out in the country, not too terribly far from the river. From the river, it was obvious that there was a road leading up to our house. So, inevitably throughout the summer, we'd get boaters who were lost, or hurt, people who had capsized or who were in trouble for a host of reasons, who would wander up to the house looking for help. We were NOT allowed to lock the door, lest someone need the phone while we were out. Mom was mortified by the idea that someone might need to break in to get help.

We would get a lot of return visitors, bearing gifts of fish and berries and drinks, as they traveled the river following a visit to the house for help. We'd let people camp on our land too, since there was an ideal spot for it, and we'd end up invited to a lot of fish fries and bannock cooks. Lovely times, almost all brought about by my mom's big heart.

They live in the city now, but mom and dad are still the giving people they always were, looking out for people who need help. They shovel their neighbors' walkways and sidewalks, and dad is always keeping an eye on the comings and goings of their 80 year old neighbor. last year, when she slipped and fell on the ice, shattering her nose and knocking herself unconscious, they did all her shopping and chores for weeks until she'd recovered. They take her to her doctors' visits, and just generally help out as much as they can.

I'm pretty proud of who my folks are. As you can probably tell. lol.
 
Curiosity
#24
Karrie that was a hoot!

Nothing sillier than a male ruffed grouse in love with himself hahahaha...... (kidding but I'll look up a picture to see )....

Maybe he should have been in Hollyweird.

Edit: Just read the next post you wrote - your parents sound fabulous!!
Last edited by Curiosity; Mar 18th, 2007 at 03:51 PM..
 
karrie
#25
Quote: Originally Posted by CuriosityView Post

Karrie that was a hoot!

Nothing sillier than a male ruffed grouse in love with himself hahahaha...... (kidding but I'll look up a picture to see )....

Maybe he should have been in Hollyweird.

Edit: Just read the next post you wrote - your parents sound fabulous!!

Yeah, that stupid grouse... I was ready to ring his neck by the time he finally moved on. Once a day for almost three weeks he'd come beat up my basement window. Stupidest birds in the world. Around here they're thick in the summer, constantly getting run over and caught by dogs. stupid stupid critters. It's too bad we can't shoot them down here. They're good eats.
 
Curiosity
#26
Karrie

That's what love does haha.... even to humans!
 
selfactivated
#27
Im ignoring the JW thing.....yes they do drive cars and yes the do neighborhoods on the weekend.

Karrie Im like your Mom Id be "Oh, huney you cant leave in the cold have some coffee and I'll drive you home......" LOL But I see where you get your kindness from Love
 
El Barto
#28
Theres nothing like greating the JW and the Mormons in true french Canadian style.
Hostie de christ de tabernakle pas un autre calis de christ de temoin jehova de calvair.
 
darkbeaver
#29
I talk to them long enough to fix them, then they don't come back, a little kindness goes a long way.
 
El Barto
#30
Quote: Originally Posted by darkbeaverView Post

I talk to them long enough to fix them, then they don't come back, a little kindness goes a long way.

I did that to one JW that called instead of knocking at the door. Held him up for 2 hours. I really had nothing to do that day. lol
 

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