schneemann
Well-Known Member
First, a shout out to all the LEO's out there. You guys are under-appreciated and underpaid.
The memo: Don't break into Schneemann's house.
I'm notoriously flakey. I forget things all the time. Forget things I did, forget what I said, forget important dates. Everything. Honestly, it makes me worried for the future. When I get old, will I forget the ones I love?
Today, SWMBO scheduled an appointment for me to get my eyes checked. We have some leftover FSA money that needs to be spent and I need prescription safety glasses. When I arrived at the eye doctor's, I realized I'd forgotten my wallet, so I turned around and came home.
When I got home, I noticed a vehicle parked in front of my house. Because of the way my house is, there's ZERO reason for anyone to be parked in front of my house unless they're visiting my house. I sat & stared at the car a while and went inside. They drove off.
When I got in, I heard some rustling up where my desk is. My office has wood floors and so at first I thought it was one of my dogs, but the sound didn't sound like dog nails.
I went up and there was a guy trying to walk out of the room with my laptop. I punched him with a right jab to the face and ran to make sure he hadn't gotten my gun. I wasn't going to get it & shoot him (per SWMBO, gun and ammo are in two different rooms). I actually just wanted him to GFTO, but I wasn't gonna let him out with my gun. My greatest fear as a gun owner is that something like this would happen and my gun would be out on the street in the hands of some scumbag.
I turned and noticed the drawer where I keep my gun was open and the gun was no longer where it is supposed to be. I chased after the guy but he was gone. I called 911 and gave them a complete & detailed description of the car, its occupants, and the guy who was in my house.
Just a few short minutes later, there was a cop at my house. He told me that some other officers stopped a car matching the description I gave them and that he would take me over for a look. We waited for another officer to get to my house and they had the crime scene people on their way.
The officer who first responded to my house took me to see the getaway driver. I positively ID'ed the vehicle (due to a very distinctive sticker on the side), but I never got a good look at the driver so I couldn't ID him. Luckily, he squealed like a ***** anyway and sold his friends out.
The detective on the scene assembled a photo lineup and asked me to ID the perp. I picked him out right away they brought me home. Perp was apparently driving mommy's car to do this stuff, because [sarcasm]oddly enough, the getaway car was owned by the mom of the guy I identified[/sarcasm]
The good news:
They got NOTHING. I mean, not one thing. Dumb mother****er had a pile of **** waiting at the front door but got none of it when he was running out.
Now I'm cleaning my house (stupid junky turned the place inside out)
The memo: Don't break into Schneemann's house.
I'm notoriously flakey. I forget things all the time. Forget things I did, forget what I said, forget important dates. Everything. Honestly, it makes me worried for the future. When I get old, will I forget the ones I love?
Today, SWMBO scheduled an appointment for me to get my eyes checked. We have some leftover FSA money that needs to be spent and I need prescription safety glasses. When I arrived at the eye doctor's, I realized I'd forgotten my wallet, so I turned around and came home.
When I got home, I noticed a vehicle parked in front of my house. Because of the way my house is, there's ZERO reason for anyone to be parked in front of my house unless they're visiting my house. I sat & stared at the car a while and went inside. They drove off.
When I got in, I heard some rustling up where my desk is. My office has wood floors and so at first I thought it was one of my dogs, but the sound didn't sound like dog nails.
I went up and there was a guy trying to walk out of the room with my laptop. I punched him with a right jab to the face and ran to make sure he hadn't gotten my gun. I wasn't going to get it & shoot him (per SWMBO, gun and ammo are in two different rooms). I actually just wanted him to GFTO, but I wasn't gonna let him out with my gun. My greatest fear as a gun owner is that something like this would happen and my gun would be out on the street in the hands of some scumbag.
I turned and noticed the drawer where I keep my gun was open and the gun was no longer where it is supposed to be. I chased after the guy but he was gone. I called 911 and gave them a complete & detailed description of the car, its occupants, and the guy who was in my house.
Just a few short minutes later, there was a cop at my house. He told me that some other officers stopped a car matching the description I gave them and that he would take me over for a look. We waited for another officer to get to my house and they had the crime scene people on their way.
The officer who first responded to my house took me to see the getaway driver. I positively ID'ed the vehicle (due to a very distinctive sticker on the side), but I never got a good look at the driver so I couldn't ID him. Luckily, he squealed like a ***** anyway and sold his friends out.
The detective on the scene assembled a photo lineup and asked me to ID the perp. I picked him out right away they brought me home. Perp was apparently driving mommy's car to do this stuff, because [sarcasm]oddly enough, the getaway car was owned by the mom of the guy I identified[/sarcasm]
The good news:
They got NOTHING. I mean, not one thing. Dumb mother****er had a pile of **** waiting at the front door but got none of it when he was running out.
Now I'm cleaning my house (stupid junky turned the place inside out)
I wonder if these things work if you are missing a finger or two? I mean, do you need all 4 fingers to activate the lock?
