On Sunday, I wasn't feeling well. So, Brian and I stayed home and finished up unpacking. A bunch of new neighbors have moved into the building and I have been keeping an eye on the backyard to see if they use it (they have kids and I am protective of my marigolds and tomatoes!). I looked out of the window and noticed that a chair of ours was gone. I told Brian immediately and we both shrugged, knowing that the chair was free anyways. A couple of minutes later I noticed that the chair had not been stolen, but moved closer to the building. This confused me. Brian and I had just been outside earlier, reading the paper and drinking coffee. So, a new neighbor must have moved it, right?
A little while later, I don't remember how long, I heard a funny noise in the backyard. I went to the window and I couldn't see anything strange, so I started to lift the screen to poke my head out. As I did so, a tall, lanky man walked away from our building, hopped on top of the wall for the construction sight and hopped another wall into another yard. I never saw his face. He was wearing a black leather jacket that looked like a bad 50's style knock off. He was carrying only a small, black plastic bag.
Although he looked suspicious, the fact that he wasn't carrying anything confused me. He creeped me out though. I told Brian all about it and we went about our business.
Monday evening, while we were watering plants in the garden, a man in a nearby building poked his head out. He wanted to let us know that he was robbed Sunday. I immediately told him about the suspicious man. The neighbor was gone at the time I saw the creepy guy. I told him about the small bag and the neighbor told us that only small things had been stolen. I gave the neighbor my information and told him that I was willing to talk to the police if he wanted, though I never saw the guy's face.
I feel terrible that I didn't call the cops when I saw the creepy guy. With all of the new people in the building, I honestly wasn't sure if the creepy guy was a friend of one of our new neighbors. Also, the construction workers hop all over that wall during the week when they work.
What bothers me most is that chair. Our neighbors probably didn't move it. It might have been the robber, trying to climb up to the fire escape, where our window was open. Or maybe he used the chair to climb up into the apartment that was robbed.
Brian and I now plan to lock our windows at night and when we leave. It's not that we didn't before, it's that we weren't that careful about it when we were only running out for a minute. We easily could have been at Walgreen's or any number of places. I am totally creeped out right now but a bit relieved that we weren't robbed Sunday.
A little while later, I don't remember how long, I heard a funny noise in the backyard. I went to the window and I couldn't see anything strange, so I started to lift the screen to poke my head out. As I did so, a tall, lanky man walked away from our building, hopped on top of the wall for the construction sight and hopped another wall into another yard. I never saw his face. He was wearing a black leather jacket that looked like a bad 50's style knock off. He was carrying only a small, black plastic bag.
Although he looked suspicious, the fact that he wasn't carrying anything confused me. He creeped me out though. I told Brian all about it and we went about our business.
Monday evening, while we were watering plants in the garden, a man in a nearby building poked his head out. He wanted to let us know that he was robbed Sunday. I immediately told him about the suspicious man. The neighbor was gone at the time I saw the creepy guy. I told him about the small bag and the neighbor told us that only small things had been stolen. I gave the neighbor my information and told him that I was willing to talk to the police if he wanted, though I never saw the guy's face.
I feel terrible that I didn't call the cops when I saw the creepy guy. With all of the new people in the building, I honestly wasn't sure if the creepy guy was a friend of one of our new neighbors. Also, the construction workers hop all over that wall during the week when they work.
What bothers me most is that chair. Our neighbors probably didn't move it. It might have been the robber, trying to climb up to the fire escape, where our window was open. Or maybe he used the chair to climb up into the apartment that was robbed.
Brian and I now plan to lock our windows at night and when we leave. It's not that we didn't before, it's that we weren't that careful about it when we were only running out for a minute. We easily could have been at Walgreen's or any number of places. I am totally creeped out right now but a bit relieved that we weren't robbed Sunday.
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