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Footballguy
Had a women knock on my door at 10:45 tonight. Lights were off except for porch. Didn’t want to answer door but was going to look through a nearby window to see what was up. By the time I got to the spot she was gone.
Come back to the bedroom and the wife says she’s in our backyard. Uh...WTF. We have these blinds on our doors that allow you to see out and I’m watching this lady slowly come up to the door. Apparently she can’t see us. I’m getting dressed quickly at this point.
We flick on the lights, more like those stringed party lights so not super bright. She is now trying to open our door. Swing the door open and ask her if she needs help. Thought it would freak the #### out of her but she didn’t really react.
She seems normalish, maybe mid 30’s and that she was looking for her friend. Doesn’t really give a name. I ask what address she’s looking for and she doesn’t really say. Stacy somebody. On Lindicky street or that’s the last name, she’s not clear. There is no Lindicky street.
She says she’s sorry a couple times and then leaves.
I’m taking her odd behavior as being freaked that she was at the wrong house by accident and she’s embarrassed / perhaps scared....and not that she’s going to try and murdered us in our sleep.
Knock on wood.
Come back to the bedroom and the wife says she’s in our backyard. Uh...WTF. We have these blinds on our doors that allow you to see out and I’m watching this lady slowly come up to the door. Apparently she can’t see us. I’m getting dressed quickly at this point.
We flick on the lights, more like those stringed party lights so not super bright. She is now trying to open our door. Swing the door open and ask her if she needs help. Thought it would freak the #### out of her but she didn’t really react.
She seems normalish, maybe mid 30’s and that she was looking for her friend. Doesn’t really give a name. I ask what address she’s looking for and she doesn’t really say. Stacy somebody. On Lindicky street or that’s the last name, she’s not clear. There is no Lindicky street.
She says she’s sorry a couple times and then leaves.
I’m taking her odd behavior as being freaked that she was at the wrong house by accident and she’s embarrassed / perhaps scared....and not that she’s going to try and murdered us in our sleep.
Knock on wood.
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