Why I Hung Up On 911

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I am not one to open the door for a salesman or any door to door person for that matter. Our safety comes first. Just last week a man knocked on our door and my husband did not recognize him so we did not answer. The man knocked twice, rang the door bell, and used the door knocker. Obviously, we were not interested, but he didn't seem to get the point. I got a little nervous, but finally he left.

Five minutes later he is back and pushing a lawn mower. My mind jumped to the worst thing ever. Was he going to try to kill us with a lawn mower? Ok, yeah... GET REAL Melissa. I am just over reacting. Again, we did not answer the door. After some more serious persistence on his behalf, he leaves. I felt quite uneasy at this point because he keeps coming back and my husband won't answer the door.

Not even 10 minutes later, my son, who was in the play room near the window, hollers out, “there is someone climbing on my play set”. I freaked out, pulled my son away from the window, while I grabbed my phone and dialed 911 immediately. The problem here is I never looked out the window. I just took my 4 year old child’s word for it. As the phone is ringing I decided to take a peak from the corner of the window. I was very careful and sneaky about it so no one would see me. I QUICKLY hung up the phone! There was nobody crawling on the play set. There was “something” crawling on the play set. A BUG! A BUG? I felt like a fool but at least I was keeping my family safe. One of the worst thoughts of this situation is 911 never called me back after I hung up on them. Maybe I just hung up quick enough before there was a connection.

So, I have learned an important lesson. There is a major difference between “someone” and “something” crawling on a play set. It is also best to make sure the 4 year old is giving it to me straight before dialing 911. Of course, none of this would have been so scary if we had not just had the lawn mower man knocking on the door. The lawn mower man came back next week, I was actually brave enough to answer the door this time. This mysterious persistent person was actually a Teenage boy trying to make some extra money. MY BRAIN works overtime.