The Downside of a Good Deed
I'm at home, post lunch and pre-productivity. Don't ask. The TV is on in the background and the dogs were just given their noon-time cookies. I'd just fired up the laptop when the doorbell chimed. Both dogs went bananas and I tried to get to the FedEx guy before he dropped his package and left. You see, the FedEx guy is the only one who uses the doorbell, most other people knock. I'm not sure why that is, honestly. Is it because most homes in this neighborhood don't have bells and the one here is aftermarket? Is it because the doorbell's color matches the surrounding trim work and therefore seems camouflaged? Regardless, I shoo'd the dogs out of the way and opened the door, not to a dark blue uniformed FedEx employee, but to two dark blue uniformed Aurora police officers. They were here in regards to a situation that took place nearly a month ago . My neighbors are loud and vulgar. They scream and yell at each other at all hours with offenses like ...