So far today I’ve mostly been lounging around in my PJs, doing some laundry, playing some WoW, general lazy around the house stuff. About 10 minutes ago, there was a knock on my door. I open the door, and who should happen to be on the other side but a Redmond police officer? With a vase of flowers sitting next to him on the porch, no less.
I must have been hopped up on stupid pills or something, because the first thought that went through my head was “Since when do police officers deliver flowers?”
“Can I help you, officer?”
“Yes. Is Carlos here?”
“I’m sorry, there is no Carlos that lives here.”
“Do you live alone?”
“No, I have a roommate.”
“What is the gender of your roommate?”
“…male.”
“And his name is not Carlos?”
“…no.”
“Do either of you have a cell phone that may have been left turned on today?”
“We both have cell phones, but mine has been turned off since last night, and I think my roommate shuts his off when he’s in class, which is where he is now.”
“Ok then, because we have received a hang-up call that we resolved to a cell phone, which resolved to this address and a person named Carlos.”
“I’m sorry, I really don’t know what to say. I haven’t called anyone all day, my phone has been off. I don’t even know the phone number for the police here.”
“Then can I see your driver’s license to have a record of who I spoke with?”
I turned to go to my room to get my wallet, remembered my manners, and invited the officer in out of the cold. I come back, and now not one, but two police officers were inside my home.
I handed the first officer my license, and he started asking me as to when I moved here from California, etc etc. I think he was trying to make small talk, but it was a highly uncomfortable few minutes. Having collected my personal information, they bid me good day and left my house.
And I’m still wondering what in the hell happened.
