Yesterday was my day off. I normally try to sleep in an extra hour. At 5:30 am, I woke up to a man yelling from the apartment complex behind us. He was yelling for a person to open the door, and that he knew they were in there. After listening to him yell for 5 minutes, I decided to get up and look out the window to see what was going on. It sounded like a domestic disturbance, so I was prepared to call the police and let them handle it before violence broke out. (The street behind our complex is the ghetto of the town, so I shouldn’t be surprised that this happened.)
I had to laugh when I looked out the window and really listened to what was being yelled. It was the police yelling for a man to come out with his hands up! I guess I didn’t need to call the police after all.
To top it all off, the officer yelled the same thing for over 3 hours. He switched to a bull horn at 8:30.
2 comments:
HA HA! That's awesome! I mean, not awesome that you have ghetto neighbors, but that the PO-lice were already there.
It brings back mem'ries of livin' in da hood myself. Ah....good times.
That is pretty bad. At least he wasn't yell all that at you.
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