Today's adventure revolved around a random phone call from one of my mother's friends.
She left a message saying that she had not heard from my mom in a couple of days and that she had left messages and texts.
So I try and call my mom and it goes right to voicemail. Text message also goes unanswered. Now I have no idea how often she would blow off the friend that left the message, but she'll always drop everything for her darling boy. So I start to panic.
I drive over to her house, no answer at the front door. Go to the back sliding glass door and start knocking on the window. Nothing. Try the garage door code, which is my dad's bday and it doesn't open.
Out of options and close to losing my ####, I call the police and they (3 cars) show up about 5 minutes later.
Cops start asking all sorts of questions
'When's the last time someone had heard from her?'
'Any medical conditions?'
'Is she mobile?'
'Does your mother even want you here?'
While asking questions, one of the cops is repeatedly ringing the doorbell.
Which, of course, gets answered by my perfectly healthy mother.
It evolved into something quite strange.
