Last night, I knew we were going to visit Hangdog this morning and I had retreived messages. One of them was the jeweler telling me Hangdog's favorite watch had a new battery and was ready to go. It's the one that he pushes the button and it says, "DING! It's 8:40 a.m." This makes him very happy.
I called the jewelry store. I got a live person but she informed me that they had closed about a half an hour ago. Once I explained the situation, she said, "Oh, come on over." I have no clue why they are so nice to me because I NEVER buy jewelry.
I was instructed to go to the back door and bang on it. It's heavy and thick -- probably some kind of security thing. Finally, it was opened by a humongous security person, cop, night watchman, whatever. I threw up my hands and said,"I am unarmed."
He laughed and gave me Hangdog's watch.
Showing posts with label security. Show all posts
Showing posts with label security. Show all posts
Friday, January 18, 2008
Friday, January 4, 2008
Alarms
We have a household alarm system. I use it when I am home alone. Otherwise, one of the oldies will set it off and I am the one who has to crawl out of bed and deal with it.
My overly complicated and convoluted car has an alarm system. If I leave the dog in the car with the doors unlocked, I'm afraid someone will steal her. If I lock the car, she always sets off the alarm. I just announce to the crowd in the drug store or the grocery store, "It's mine -- I'll handle it."
Our wake-up alarm is on my bedside table. I set it. I turn it off. I reset it for the husband on my workout days.
I guess alarms are a good thing. They make you feel a little safer. Some alarms are going off in my head right now.
My overly complicated and convoluted car has an alarm system. If I leave the dog in the car with the doors unlocked, I'm afraid someone will steal her. If I lock the car, she always sets off the alarm. I just announce to the crowd in the drug store or the grocery store, "It's mine -- I'll handle it."
Our wake-up alarm is on my bedside table. I set it. I turn it off. I reset it for the husband on my workout days.
I guess alarms are a good thing. They make you feel a little safer. Some alarms are going off in my head right now.
Friday, May 18, 2007
Open House
When the oldies first moved in with us, they were completely freaked out by the number of people in and out of this house. Kids, their friends, our friends, neighbors, workmen, etc.
I had an email exchange with one of my relatives. She and her husband are very diligent about security, which is wise. When I explained to her that no less than 10 people have a key to my house, plus a few others know the code on the garage door, she now wants to have me committed.
When the oldies lived in their own home, days could go by without a visitor. Now they deal with a parade of people in and out. I know it makes them nuts. I have no qualms about someone seeing me without makeup nor do I feel the need to explain if the house is not spick and span. I'm just honored that someone wants to visit me.
Come in. Fix yourself a drink. It may not be as clean as it should be but you are welcome here.
I had an email exchange with one of my relatives. She and her husband are very diligent about security, which is wise. When I explained to her that no less than 10 people have a key to my house, plus a few others know the code on the garage door, she now wants to have me committed.
When the oldies lived in their own home, days could go by without a visitor. Now they deal with a parade of people in and out. I know it makes them nuts. I have no qualms about someone seeing me without makeup nor do I feel the need to explain if the house is not spick and span. I'm just honored that someone wants to visit me.
Come in. Fix yourself a drink. It may not be as clean as it should be but you are welcome here.
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