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WTF.
I'm a heavy sleeper, so I don't know what woke me, but I woke up about an hour ago and crawled out of bed and ran smack into a guy in my apartment outside my bedroom. I was still groggy from sleep so it took me a second to clue in to what was going on; I thought maybe someone had drunkenly walked into the wrong apartment or something, which has happened before. I ask the guy what the hell he is doing in my apartment, he freezes stiff and mumbles something about "sleeping." As I start to wake up a bit more I'm getting annoyed and angry, so I ask him who the hell he is and how he got in here. He tells me his name is "Mike" but I ask again, angrier this time and he says "Mike Schellenberg." It's basically pitch black in my apartment so I can't see the guy but I can tell he is either drunk or scared ####less. I live on the third floor of a three story condo building, and I've been warned about leaving my balcony door open due to the potential fro theft, so I demand he tell me how he got in -- did he climb up? He mumbles something about "his friends." By this time my son has awakened from the commotion and starts yelling for me, and I wake up fully and realize this guy needs to get out of my apartment, now. I tell him he needs to get the #### out before I call the police, escort him to the door, and shove him out.
My son, four years old, was wondering of course what's going on; I told him someone made a mistake and went into thew wrong apartment. My adrenalin is flowing by this point but I needed to calm him down and get him back to sleep. He told me he was scared; I told him it would be okay, it was just a mistake and I'm here to protect him.
So, like I said, WTF. I looked around and nothing had been taken yet. Should I bother calling the police? I think the guy was being honest about his name. I looked him up on facebook and yes, I think this is him, though I never got a good look at him in my haste to get him out of my apartment and ensure my kid was safe. He was just a skinny youth so throwing him out was no problem; right now I'm just glad it didn't get uglier because I realize if the guy had had a weapon or been more serious about what he was doing, both I and my son could have been in a great deal of danger.
I'm a heavy sleeper, so I don't know what woke me, but I woke up about an hour ago and crawled out of bed and ran smack into a guy in my apartment outside my bedroom. I was still groggy from sleep so it took me a second to clue in to what was going on; I thought maybe someone had drunkenly walked into the wrong apartment or something, which has happened before. I ask the guy what the hell he is doing in my apartment, he freezes stiff and mumbles something about "sleeping." As I start to wake up a bit more I'm getting annoyed and angry, so I ask him who the hell he is and how he got in here. He tells me his name is "Mike" but I ask again, angrier this time and he says "Mike Schellenberg." It's basically pitch black in my apartment so I can't see the guy but I can tell he is either drunk or scared ####less. I live on the third floor of a three story condo building, and I've been warned about leaving my balcony door open due to the potential fro theft, so I demand he tell me how he got in -- did he climb up? He mumbles something about "his friends." By this time my son has awakened from the commotion and starts yelling for me, and I wake up fully and realize this guy needs to get out of my apartment, now. I tell him he needs to get the #### out before I call the police, escort him to the door, and shove him out.
My son, four years old, was wondering of course what's going on; I told him someone made a mistake and went into thew wrong apartment. My adrenalin is flowing by this point but I needed to calm him down and get him back to sleep. He told me he was scared; I told him it would be okay, it was just a mistake and I'm here to protect him.
So, like I said, WTF. I looked around and nothing had been taken yet. Should I bother calling the police? I think the guy was being honest about his name. I looked him up on facebook and yes, I think this is him, though I never got a good look at him in my haste to get him out of my apartment and ensure my kid was safe. He was just a skinny youth so throwing him out was no problem; right now I'm just glad it didn't get uglier because I realize if the guy had had a weapon or been more serious about what he was doing, both I and my son could have been in a great deal of danger.
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