sleepy stella does not a good police-caller make
early this morning, i was woken from a sound sleep by what sounded like someone kicking in a door or beating something and by the repeated shouts to "STOP IT!" i sleep in the front bedroom, which is usually inundated with sounds from the street but relatively immune to the sounds from the back of the house, where inga sleeps. the beating was coming from the back. it was loud enough to wake me, so inga was obviously up as well.
so, in the wee hours of the morning, i stumbled out of bed and down the stairs and called the police. from the reaction and repeated questions of the dispatcher, i was apparently not as coherent as i'd like to believe. apparently, i'm not good at saying numbers out loud when disoriented by sleep. or at saying street names. or at describing sounds. and apparently i sound bitchy.
when i finally got it all out and woke up enough to hear myself talking, i tried to explain that i'd been sleeping and that i was sorry if i'd been unhelpful or short. the dispatcher sort of chuckled -- i'm now thinking the sleeping explanation was unneccessary.
the good(ish) news is that we're giving a good neighbor point back to the hot-tub house. when inga snuck to the corner to determine where the altercation was, she saw the hot-tub-house guy on his cell phone too -- we'll assume it was with the police.
a final note: neither of the dogs made a sound. i'm feeling so protected.
so, in the wee hours of the morning, i stumbled out of bed and down the stairs and called the police. from the reaction and repeated questions of the dispatcher, i was apparently not as coherent as i'd like to believe. apparently, i'm not good at saying numbers out loud when disoriented by sleep. or at saying street names. or at describing sounds. and apparently i sound bitchy.
when i finally got it all out and woke up enough to hear myself talking, i tried to explain that i'd been sleeping and that i was sorry if i'd been unhelpful or short. the dispatcher sort of chuckled -- i'm now thinking the sleeping explanation was unneccessary.
the good(ish) news is that we're giving a good neighbor point back to the hot-tub house. when inga snuck to the corner to determine where the altercation was, she saw the hot-tub-house guy on his cell phone too -- we'll assume it was with the police.
a final note: neither of the dogs made a sound. i'm feeling so protected.
posted by stella at 7:36 AM
2 Comments:
i have a sneaking suspicion that the guy yelling "cut it out!" was the aforementioned hot tub guy, but he does keep the good neighbor point for being outside in his boxers, in his yard, on his cell, at 2 am.
and, wow. did the police arrive rather promptly, which goes to show that if you're obnoxious late on a tuesday, it's early enough in the week to be an annoyance. obnoxious on a thursday? no go.
i think that the "someone keeps shouting, 'Stop it!' and i think i hear something being beaten" lines might have helped.
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