Danger, danger!
Yesterday afternoon at work, I got a call on my cell phone. The caller ID said it was a 1-800 number, so I figured it was a telemarketer. Prepared to give them a piece of my mind, I answered the phone. Turns out it was ADT, as in our home alarm company. The motion detector in our living room had gone off. Did I want to meet the police there? Hell yes!!!

So, I flew out of the office, yelling that my house was being broken into, and jumped in the car. Couldn't get Victor on the phone. I was almost out of gas. I ended up stopping for gas, and of course the pump wouldn't accept cards, so I had to go inside to prepay. All the while, I'm imagining some dudes making off with all of our stuff. Wondering if my good jewelry would be gone. Worrying about the TV and computer. Becoming outraged that said dudes were tramping through our house. And where on earth could we find replacements for the windows they must have broken? Pumping the gas took forever.

Of course traffic was bad. Of course they were doing construction on the road.

Eventually, I made it home. There were two police officers there. They said the house looked secure from the outside, and we went in together. Nothing. Everything was fine. No broken windows, doors still locked, house still semi-messy from the morning. I have no idea what could have set off the motion detector. The mail comes through our mail slot every day without setting it off (it seems to be facing the opposite direction from the mail slot). So what could it be? Maybe it was just a malfunction. Maybe a giant raccoon got in (and out) of the house. Could a ghost set it off? Anyway, the good news was that everything was still safe.

I hope I never get a call from ADT again. Then again, I'm so glad that we have an alarm system and that they call the instant the alarm goes off. I'm so glad that we made the decision to pay a little bit each month for peace of mind.

Hell of a way to get out of work early, though.