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December 6, 2010
Greetings...
I have always been the type of person who believes in gut instincts and
have almost always trusted in them. In the very few instances I went
against my gut instincts, I was definitely sorry and paid for not
"listening" to my gut...
On Friday, my gut was not only talking, but screaming and I had no
choice but to follow the "voice". The outcome hasn't been determined
yet, but here's what happened...
Friday afternoon, the poochies were out in the back and I heard them
barking in the direction of the front of the house. This usually means
they hear someone or something in, or near the driveway even though they
are quite a distance from the street...
I went to the living room and peeked out the blinds and sure enough,
a Fed Ex truck was at the foot of the driveway. I was glad the poochies
were outside because it is always a free for all when someone comes to
deliver a package. Between opening the door, trying to keep them back,
and sometimes having to sign for a package, it can be quite the "fun"...
I waited and the guy didn't come out of the truck as I watched and waited.
My phone started ringing and rather than run for the phone and miss the
chance of answering the door solo, I decided to just let the machine
get it. It rang and whoever it was that called, didn't leave a message...
I wondered what was taking the driver so long, but he finally got out of
his truck and headed to the front door. Rather than take a chance of the
dogs hearing the doorbell from outside, I quickly opened the door and
the driver literally jumped as I opened the door...
He said, "I thought you weren't home"
Huh?
"It didn't look like anyone was home and you didn't answer your phone".
YOU, just called my house?
"Yes, and it didn't look like anyone was home"
Gut started working here. In this neighborhood, it looks like NO ONE is home
because you can't tell from the front. No One leaves their cars in the
driveway...
My brain started ticking...
Uh, you didn't think I was home and then called my home and when you
thought I wasn't home you came to the door? He also didn't have any
"sorry we missed you" stickers in his hand since he thought I wasn't home,
but he did have my package, which I signed for...
This is where it got even stranger. He was very nervous and started rambling
about people not being home and home invasions and his house getting broken
into while his little girl was playing a video game, yada, yada, yada. The
whole time his voice was a bit "quivery" and he rambled and rambled until
I finally said...
Well, someone is always home and I don't think too many people would want
to just pop in here unannounced. He asked why and with that I said...
"Moosieeeeeeeeeee, Gingerrrrrrrrrrrrr" and BAM through the dog door they
came in literally seconds. They started barking and ran to the door which
made him move back a foot even though the heavy duty screen door kept
him safely on the outside. They must have sensed he wasn't a "friend"
because they had their "Big Dog" bark and growl going on and it appears
their gut was working like mama's...
He left and I was bothered by this whole episode for a few hours as I
went through it in my mind over and over, wondering if I was overreacting
and each time, I came up with the same answer...
NO, something wasn't right and I felt, and still believe, my house was being
"cased" by him, for himself or for one of his cohorts. He wasn't my regular
Fed Ex guy and I wonder if he's a temp hired for Christmas...
In all the years I have received packages from Fed Ex, not one single driver
has ever called my home, even if I wasn't home, and on the rare occasions I
may have not been home, a sticker was left on the door...
Oh, the number left on the caller ID after he called. Surpriseeeee
"Unknown"
I finally decided to call Fed Ex and talked to someone who was NOT amused
at my story and took down the info and promised me this would be given
to the station manager and I would be contacted. I did tell her I was
going to call the police to let them know what happened, just in case
there may have been some home invasions in the area that may have coincidently
received a package from Fed Ex a short time before their robbery...
If nothing comes of it, so be it, but I felt uncomfortable enough by this
driver to do something aboutit and based on the amount of time that I AM alone,
I felt it better to be safe than sorry...
The station manager is supposed to call me Monday and the police officer
is supposed to call me sometime after Tuesday. (I guess the guy would
have had to put me IN a Fed Ex box to get a call sooner)...
I'll let you know what, if anything, comes of this whole thing...
I will say this before I go. For all the years I have had Great Danes and
marvelled at their gentleness given their massive size, I have often joked
with Flyboy about these two goofballs showing crooks to the "good stuff"
if someone ever broke in...
My gut now tells me that my "little" girls would protect their mama and
I have a feeling that there's one Fed Ex driver who may request a route
change asfter Friday...
Even if he is innocent...
:-)