So last night I had a bit of a "double-wide" experience. It was definitely kind of ghetto, and the more I have thought about it today, the more I feel like I should feel embarrassed. I don't though. I kind of think it's funny. Maybe that is what makes me think it was a "double-wide" experience.
After I got off work yesterday, I made a quick trip to the store. I came home, emptied my dishwasher, then threw another load of dishes in there again. After that, I decided I would get some work done on my blog. It was kind of warm in my apartment so I thought, what the hell, who needs clothes? I live alone. My blinds are shut. Naked Tuesday it is! Well, just boxer briefs, because that would be weird. I turned my TV on, at the normal volume level, and started typing away. About an hour later, I got hungry, so I ordered some Papa Johns and had it delivered. It was a great bachelor dinner. Papa Johns garlic & Parmesan bread sticks, and some nice cold Blue Moons! I was relaxed, and it was a nice and quiet night. Or so it seemed....
Suddenly, I heard a really soft knock at my door. I was a bit surprised, because it was pretty late. About 11:40pm to be exact. I think I was about 3-4 adult beverages in at that point. I jumped up, and went downstairs to the front door. When I opened the door, it revealed 2 Police Officers. Dude Police Officers to be exact. I slowly started to ask them, "Hellllllloooo, what can I do for you?"
Police Dude #1, "We got a call that there was a party going on. Complaint about loud music, or perhaps a TV."
Me, "Right......I don't have any music on, just my TV. I didn't think it was too loud..."
Police Dude #2, "Yeah, we've been standing outside your apartment for about 5 minutes or so before we knocked, and couldn't hear a thing."
Me, "I haven't touched the volume since I turned it on about 3 hours ago either. You're welcome to come in and see if it seems to loud from inside if you'd like."
Police Dude #1 looked at me a little funny, then stepped past me into the entry way. He stood there for about 15 seconds and listened, and then said, "I can barely hear your TV at all right now. How stupid. Doesn't seem like a problem to me." Then he stepped back out.
Police Dude #2 said he needed to get some basic information from me. He asked me if I lived here, my name, date of birth, and my phone #.
It was right at that moment, that I realized I was standing there on my porch, wearing nothing but my underwear, probably with gross garlic / adult beverage breathe, and I was giving my phone # to this Police Dude. I laughed, then told him my number. He asked what was so funny, so I told him, "This would probably make a pretty good COPS episode..ha ha ha." They kind of laughed, then told me to enjoy the rest of my night, and gave me a funny look and left.
Good times.
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