Home By Yourself-Knock At Door

post office, ups, fed ex, somebody else ordered pizza. just doesn't happen often, and i don't live in a neighborhood where it does.

we're a "sausage shop" with fur and claws, so its kinda like no big deal. our house is not conspicuously different from those of our many neighbors.

i suppose any one of us alone might be vulnerable to some degree, but we're all military veterans too.

 

I pretty much answer the door because I'm usually waiting for a package but I totally fuckin' regret it 90% of the time too, always a charity worker. Luckily put place has a metal screen safety door and it's quite hard to see in. I can see out fine but all they see is 6'5 character all blacked out haha. Their faces show uncomfortable expressions.

 

in the almost two years i've been living where i am now, its only happened twice. once was a guy wanting to do yard work, and the other was a guy running for political office in the state legislature.

the only other times its been one of our housemates who locked themselves out, or a package of some kind for one of us.

when we lock the door its so the cats won't get out when we're asleep or gone. giant attack cats. also half human ones.

 

In Michigan, a door knocker was shot by a resident. it was late. The resident was just convicted of manslaughter. The danger can work both ways,

 

well, the question was do you answer the door once you see, from a window or peep hole, if its a stranger.

you can usually tell what kind of stranger it is too, if its a stranded motorist you can look for their car in the street. If its a salesperson they're usually dressed nicely and carrying a clipboard or notebook. If its a jehovas witness or morman they're usually dressed really nicely and carrying religious tracts.

 

In my case it's nearly always the pizza man

 

When my border collie was alive, his bark was amazing...and almost as soon as the 1st couple of knocks were done, he was barking like a mad dog. lol Whomever it was would GO! We live in the country and its not just right on the road. You'd either have to know us or be up to no good (imo) if you knocked on our door at night. The neighbors have LOTS of lights all around at night. I've always thought, let whomever go up there if they need help of some kind. Its obvious people live there. Its only obvious that one person lives here...nobody can tell if the 2nd car, Mama's car, runs or not - even though you could probably drive across the US in it. ha ('73 Olds Cutlass, needs the canvas roof re-done and a paint job wouldn't hurt. )

We've never gotten knocks that made me hesitate except at night, and it would just be stupid as hell for 2 old women to even consider answering the door. We have a nice screen door so in the day-time, according to what they look like, etc I may answer/open the door and obviously lock the screen...but open the door only about 6 inches. yeah...I know...what an old lady thing to do.

I think it would also be foolish for a young woman, with or without baby to answer the door at night or day for a stranger.

In the day, when I can see out (without being seen) and see its the JW, I never answer the door.

 

Well, if it's someone looking for help for their friend who's bleeding out in a car that crashed down the road, they'll knock like there's no tomorrow, and they'll probably be saying somthing like, "Help!! My friend is bleeding out in the car we crashed just down the road." And in that case, I'd probably say something like, "And you left him there to bleed out? And you call yourself his friend? What the fuck is wrong with you? Get back there and apply a tourniquet or something. Now get your ass off my property before I call the cops and have you arrested for tresspassing--don't tell me you didn't see the signs."

Sometimes, Jehovah's Witnesses . . . happen. And when they do, I open the door and invite them in, and then I let Storch the Destroyer out of his cage to have a little fun at the expense of the inarticulate.

And if someone knocks at my door, hollering that a grand piano fell on my mom, I'm not going to open the door and have that person punch me in the stomach, kick me in the face, and then rob me. I'm not falling for that one . . . again.

 

you don't apply tourniquets anymore. you just put pressure directly on the wound.

 

Most people have cell phones theses days.

If someone needs you to call 911, they can yell that from outside.

Why not open the door for someone that needs to call 911 if there's been an accident? Watch "A Clockwork Orange".

 

I answer the door, unless they're Romani Gypsies, or JW (you can easily recognize those).

 

You are wrong. But don't worry, it doesn' mean anything about you; only that you are wrong. It's just unfortunate for you that you happen to be wrong about the very thing that you are telling another they are wrong about. But don't be discouraged. Though it may sting a little now, this is how we learn.

EDIT: I feel I would be seriously remiss if I did not make clear to you the folly of resorting to a tourniquet in the event of a head injury. A tourniquet around the neck would be counterproductive if your aim is to prolong life.

http://firstaid.about.com/od/bleedingcontrol/a/07_tourniquets.htm

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=orAkeA7jLss

 

Yeah, but then there's this: https://www.google.com/search?sourceid=ie7&q=youtube+of+who+can+it+be+now&rls=com.microsoft:en-us:IE-Address&ie=UTF-8&oe=UTF-8&rlz=1I7TSHB_enUS330US333&gws_rd=ssl

Soooo . . .

 

I usually answer the door unless I’m taking a shower.

Lately I've been ordering a lot of stuff from Amazon and I’m generally anxious and even excited to receive it - If I'm not home they'll leave it on the front porch


hotwater

 

I usually answer the door as I would the phone, when it is convenient for me to do so. There are times when it is not.

 

I NEVER answer the door. My friends and family know to just come in if I'm expecting them. Even if my husband is home and someone knocks on the door and we're not expecting anyone...we never answer. I usually still make my husband answer even if we are expecting someone that isnt comfortable just walking in.

Not that long ago there was an incident here were a couple in their 90's answered a knock on their door. It was a 19 year old kid that beat the husband to death and severely injured the woman for no reason. There was no robbery. He didnt steal anything and there was no knowledge of him even knowing the couple. It sounds completely random. Scary shit if you ask me.

 

First I take my pants off then I open the door and try to give them a big hug.


But seriously, I live in a smallish town so I'll answer it.

 

I never look first who it might be, I just open the door. It's not an issue for me, especially not in the city. I guess when I lived in the countryside it was more reasonable to wonder who and why came knocking on our door but it wasn't an issue then either: always answered the door, never had a problem. I guess it just has to go wrong first in order to change my behaviour in this regard

 

This reminds me of story my Dad told me. He lives in Co. on 40 acres of land and there is about 1 mile in between homes, so you are kinda out on your own.
Years ago one afternoon my dad was sitting in the house, front door open, screen door closed. now it's 1/4 mile from the front door to the driveway entrance. He said some beat up old red pick-up truck turned into their driveway and pulled up near the house. From where my dad was sitting he could see them, but they couldn't see into the house. So those two "grungy cowboys" as my dad put it, started to walk up to the house and noticed the "Beware of Dog" signs, stopped for a second and then my step-moms yappy little lap dog ran up to the screen door and started yipping at them. So these two guys just start laughing about the beware of dog sign and continued to walk up to the house, the whole time my dad watching.

Then, much to the surprise of the unannounced visitors, Queeny, my dads 90lb Doberman decided to welcome the uninvited guests and charged through the screen door taking it off the hinges, teeth bared and growling, right at these guys.
My dad said he never saw two cowboys in boots climb on top of a truck cab that fast...LOL
He let Queeny "bitch" at them for a few minutes then casually walked out, shotgun in hand and politely asked, "anything I could help you with?"



I love that story