1:15 in the morning.
I just happened to be awake laying on the couch watching old Frankenstein movies.
Then..BAM BAM BAM BAM, someone hammer-knocking the hell out of my door. Now I live out in the country, this stuff just doesn't happen.
My coffee table is inches away from the couch, and I have a magnet on the underside holding an M&P 40. Grab that and go to the door, turn on light, and it's the house-sitter girl that my neighbors have staying while they went to Florida. (I'd met her earlier) She's in pajama's with a blanket over her shoulders.
So I let her in, and she's out of breath and kinda frantic. I'm thinking ok just what the heck happened!? She's absolutely out of breath and can barely string a sentence together. My mind is thinking at minimum one of the dogs got hit, or at the worst someone is trying to get her.
She finally settles down enough to tell me..."I locked myself out of the house." She was letting the dogs out for a pit-stop and locked the door. Of course her phone was in there too.
That's it? Accidentally locked out of the house?
Girl...you just called in a 5 alarm fire for a weeny roast.
I giggled a little bit cause I was relieved that's all it was.
So I grab a thin blade screwdriver and got her back in the house.
But it was a good drill to test myself of how I'd react. I did pretty good in retrospect, but a couple of things I could have been more aware. A blinding-ass flashlight in the off hand might have been a good thing to have, and being more alert to any 'surprises'.
Oh yeah..the next day when she told the homeowner/neighbor what happened, she did say that when I came to the door with a 'shotgun' that kind of startled her.
So there ya go. The M&P 40 is a shotgun. I've had it wrong all these years.
I just happened to be awake laying on the couch watching old Frankenstein movies.
Then..BAM BAM BAM BAM, someone hammer-knocking the hell out of my door. Now I live out in the country, this stuff just doesn't happen.
My coffee table is inches away from the couch, and I have a magnet on the underside holding an M&P 40. Grab that and go to the door, turn on light, and it's the house-sitter girl that my neighbors have staying while they went to Florida. (I'd met her earlier) She's in pajama's with a blanket over her shoulders.
So I let her in, and she's out of breath and kinda frantic. I'm thinking ok just what the heck happened!? She's absolutely out of breath and can barely string a sentence together. My mind is thinking at minimum one of the dogs got hit, or at the worst someone is trying to get her.
She finally settles down enough to tell me..."I locked myself out of the house." She was letting the dogs out for a pit-stop and locked the door. Of course her phone was in there too.
That's it? Accidentally locked out of the house?
Girl...you just called in a 5 alarm fire for a weeny roast.
I giggled a little bit cause I was relieved that's all it was.
So I grab a thin blade screwdriver and got her back in the house.
But it was a good drill to test myself of how I'd react. I did pretty good in retrospect, but a couple of things I could have been more aware. A blinding-ass flashlight in the off hand might have been a good thing to have, and being more alert to any 'surprises'.
Oh yeah..the next day when she told the homeowner/neighbor what happened, she did say that when I came to the door with a 'shotgun' that kind of startled her.
So there ya go. The M&P 40 is a shotgun. I've had it wrong all these years.