Murrmurr
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- Location
- Sacramento, California
I stepped out to get the mail today when Rob, a guy who lives across from me yelled "Yo, Frank! You got a minute?"
Of course I do, so Rob came running over to tell me that last night at 9:47pm, someone knocked on his door. No one in his family was expecting anyone that late on Christmas Eve, so he looked out the peephole and brought up the door camera app on his phone, and he sees this pretty 20-something blond girl standing there with her hair wet from the rain, hugging herself and looking cold and scared.
Even though she was kind of a pathetic site, he waved off his wife and teenaged son who followed him to the door, and they backed away. The girl knocked again, and he kept watching her while he yelled through the door, "Can I help you?"
Girl: Yes, I need help, please.
Rob: Alright, but, on police advice, I'm just letting you know I have several cameras out there, okay?
Rob said the girl's mouth dropped open a little, and then she kind of leaned back and looked off to her left, and then turned back toward his door, looking at the floor with a knitted brow, suddenly switching from looking helpless to looking "half worried, half angry, and deep in thought."
Rob doesn't have any cameras except on his doorbell, but he yelled out, "Like I said, police told me I'm supposed to let strangers know there's a camera on that lamp-post over there, one above this door, and each corner of the...."
The girl looked at each "camera" Rob listed, and took off running before he finished saying "each corner of the house." He watched her out his front window. She ran to a car that was parked a couple houses down, and it sped off past his house and off toward the main road out of here. The whole thing happened in under 5 minutes.
Rob would have lied about cameras in any case, but he did noticed a few red-flags: it was raining heavily, but the girl's hair was only slightly wet, her clothes weren't wet at all, and her face wasn't reddened from the cold, so she'd obviously just gotten out of a nice warm car, but there was no car in sight. Also, she had a phone in her pocket, so she could have called a friend or a parent or the police if she really needed help.
Anyway, like Rob said, if you tell a thief you've got cameras, they're gonna see cameras.
Of course I do, so Rob came running over to tell me that last night at 9:47pm, someone knocked on his door. No one in his family was expecting anyone that late on Christmas Eve, so he looked out the peephole and brought up the door camera app on his phone, and he sees this pretty 20-something blond girl standing there with her hair wet from the rain, hugging herself and looking cold and scared.
Even though she was kind of a pathetic site, he waved off his wife and teenaged son who followed him to the door, and they backed away. The girl knocked again, and he kept watching her while he yelled through the door, "Can I help you?"
Girl: Yes, I need help, please.
Rob: Alright, but, on police advice, I'm just letting you know I have several cameras out there, okay?
Rob said the girl's mouth dropped open a little, and then she kind of leaned back and looked off to her left, and then turned back toward his door, looking at the floor with a knitted brow, suddenly switching from looking helpless to looking "half worried, half angry, and deep in thought."
Rob doesn't have any cameras except on his doorbell, but he yelled out, "Like I said, police told me I'm supposed to let strangers know there's a camera on that lamp-post over there, one above this door, and each corner of the...."
The girl looked at each "camera" Rob listed, and took off running before he finished saying "each corner of the house." He watched her out his front window. She ran to a car that was parked a couple houses down, and it sped off past his house and off toward the main road out of here. The whole thing happened in under 5 minutes.
Rob would have lied about cameras in any case, but he did noticed a few red-flags: it was raining heavily, but the girl's hair was only slightly wet, her clothes weren't wet at all, and her face wasn't reddened from the cold, so she'd obviously just gotten out of a nice warm car, but there was no car in sight. Also, she had a phone in her pocket, so she could have called a friend or a parent or the police if she really needed help.
Anyway, like Rob said, if you tell a thief you've got cameras, they're gonna see cameras.
