Phnee and the Midnight Visitor

[mousme]

The doorbell rang.

Because I sleep in the basement and it's always impossible to tell what time it is, I confusedly thought that maybe I'd overslept and it was the postman bringing me my long-awaited books. I stumbled upstairs, and ascertained that no, it was still dark out.

I switched on the porch light and looked out the window, to see a man standing in the street. At least he hadn't waited right outside my door, which would have guaranteed that I wouldn't open up. I unlocked the main door, then unlatched the outer door, and we had the following exchange.

Strange Man: "Is this the house of Mr. Lagarde?"

Me: "No, sorry."

Strange Man: "You're sure?"

Me: "Yes. You have the wrong house."

Strange Man: "Well, where is his house?"

Me: *glancing at my watch* "Sir, it's 01:00. I'm going back to bed."

Strange Man: *insisting* "But which house is his?"

Me: "Look, I don't know him."

Strange Man: "But he said he lived on Hamilton! He's the master electrician!"

Me: "I still don't know him. Hamilton is a long street. I can't help you."

Strange Man: "But he said it was right near the pre-school!" [let it be noted for the record that there is no preschool near me that I know of]

Me: *shrugging* "I still can't help you. Good night."

Strange Man: "Oh. Sorry for waking you!"

Me: "Goodbye." *shuts door and goes back to bed*


I mean, seriously. What person in their right mind randomly rings a doorbell at 01:00 in the morning looking for a master electrician?

Comments

Opening The Door

[ankhorite.livejournal.com]

Please don't do that.

Not at 1:00 AM.

Not at any time.

I talk to people I don't know through an open kitchen window near the door.

Not the door.

Get a judas if you don't have a window, but don't open the door.

Re: Opening The Door

[mousme.livejournal.com]

Not my door, so can't get a judas. I do have windows, though.

The man was in the street, a good twenty feet away. There was plenty of time to shut the door. Besides, if I never opened the door, I'd never get my books delivered. ;)

Montreal is a pretty safe place, overall. I'm not altogether worried about opening my door once I've checked through the window to see who it is.

[karine.livejournal.com]

Someone desperately looking for a person to fix their electricity?

Seriously, there's such a thing as a PHONE BOOK. Or, if the pay phone doesn't HAVE a phone book, 411 works too.

[sultrysong.livejournal.com]

Someone who's come unplugged, obviously.

[le-maistre-e.livejournal.com]

*GROAN*!!!!

Oh dear Lord........Rather obviously, dear general public, the events of the past few days/week have caused our dear friend, sultrysong, the copy editor, to loose the tenuous-at-best grip on reality that was once held so preciously. I am sure that sultrysong will be back soon......

Some time in 2021? :-)

[owldaughter.livejournal.com]

Strange Man: "You're sure?"

I get this one, too. Yes, yes I'm sure. I know everyone who lives here, and there is no one hiding under the stairs or in the garage or shoehorned into a linen closet. I mean, really.

[mieszko.livejournal.com]

I guess its even stranger when its in person, but it seems anyone that has the wrong number on the phone does the same thing, "Are you sure?"

[ravgonfly.livejournal.com]

So I have to tell you that I find the fact that you post the completely random and crazy conversations that you have with people. The one about the confused coffee guy always made me fall off my chair. I am just glad to see that there is another person who has these odd experiences.

[serenitylioness.livejournal.com]

I think the conversation, as you've typed it here, would be a great opening to chapter one of a mystery novel -- except, instead of the word "me", you'd name the protagonist, or call refer to her as woman with .... (fill in description).