Anyone Have Any Strange Knocks on their door?

[wagoneer1019]

3am police banging on door for like 5 min. they asked if I owned the car that was blocking the street....shure enugh some punk tried to steel the my brother-in-law's broke-down-riceburnner- it rolled down the dirve way as the tryed to get it to start and took off when it wouldn't start. the stupid thing is they broke the passenger side glass, but i left the driver side door unlocked the officers helped me push it back into the drive way. I rember thinking how stupid I was opening the door with out checking who and why at 3 am! the porch lite was out and peep hole was useless

 

[3KillerBs]

My DH was the knocker one time. This was before cell phones were universal and out in the mountains where we lived there wasn't (and still isn't), much coverage anyway.

He was on the way home from EMS training, didn't have a radio yet, and came across a car on the side of the road with a passed-out drunk. The guy wasn't injured but he was in danger of freezing. DH drove that half-mile or so to the first house, knocked, and stood well back from the door so he could be seen clearly.

The owner answered with a shotgun in his hands, which DH took to be entirely reasonable at past 11pm. The guy called 911, DH went back to watch over the drunk, and all was well -- except I was frantic at home wondering where he was and begged for a scanner so I could listen to calls and know why he was late when he couldn't call.

 

[armedandsafe]

I am old enough that I have dealt with a number of those situations over the years. One, in particular, I find very amusing.

My youngest son was in 7th grade and just getting into the "She's a GIRL" thing. I was home one alone nursing a migrain headache, still in bed, when someone knocked on the front door. I ignored it. Moments later, someone knocked on the back door. I ignored it. Then someone was knocking on and fiddling with my son's window. Now, I'm getting annoyed and alert. Next, some one is coming over the back fence, right next to my bedroom window. I rolled out of bed, pulled my Dan Wesson up and took a Weaver stance, pointed at the window.

A very pretty 14 year old girl dropped down from the fence and turned around to see me through the window, in a defensive crouch, pointing a .357 at her. She screamed and jumped back over the fence. I noticed she had dropped a bunch of books by the window. Turns out she was bringing some of son's books home for him, because he was going to the game.

Neither she nor I noticed that I was buck naked at that moment.

Pops

 

[Indifferent]

At 3AM on Easter Sunday a person entered my back yard, tried to open the back door. I had enough time to mentally prepare myself, get dressed, and wait for them to decide it wasn't worth entering an unknown unit.

I wasn't going to do anything to the perp in the backyard, but step inside uninvited and...

 

[CHEVELLE427]

1st time/
A long time back 1990 we all were watching the idiot box and well the sound we heard was the doorknob, was hard enough were if its unlocked were going in, thank God it was locked.
Also takes a little while to get ready to check it out knowing there is something more then just a bump in the night out there.


2nd time/
first of this year, was up couldn't sleep (getting more common the older i get)
the wife and i were watching the TV at 1am. i have security cameras up now monitor on top of the TV.
glanced up and saw 5 Black kids coming up the drive way.
liked of never got out of that recliner ,
told the wife to call 911 as i went to bolt out the frt door
(yes looking back that was a DA move on my part)
but i did
sorta hate a thief. and when my 6.6 275 LB azz and the light from my XD45 hit them they scattered like roaches, all 5 kids ran down the road one left his bike in the driveway, we live on a dead end all fence yards so no were to go but back were IM standing, by now 2 more neighbors were with me or should say behind me.
cops got there pretty fast along with air support, all the kids were 9-13

All the law did was give a trespass warning because they had not broken in to anything (yet) and sent them on there way. WTH. was up with that.

 

[Guntalk]

Twice I had what must have been an attempted home invasions.

Doorbell rings at 2:00am or so. I go to door, but do not open it. Woman at door says she ran out of gas and wants to use my phone. I say I'll call someone for her, and ask for the phone number. She insists that she make the call. I tell here that I'll be glad to call the police for her. She makes a quick excuse and leaves.

I don't know who or how many were out there in the dark, waiting for me to crack the door open.

I have since moved from that neighborhood.

 

[230RN]

It's surprising how many folks have to "get ready" to answer the door.

One party had to take a whiz while his spouse went to answer the door --huh? Say what?

Bet it doesn't happen that way the next time.

I've had a number of instances of knocks or bumps in the middle of the night --boring to relate. Thank goodness they are boring, but I'm ready at any time if genuine mischief is afoot. I lived in a house on a corner lot once, and that resulted in the highest frequency of "interruptions."

I live in a pretty secure senior citizen's apartment complex now, and I found that putting a "Day Sleeper" sign on my door is very effective at discouraging pollsters and missionaries during the day.

As an experiment once, I stuck an M1 carbine over my front door. I took two of those sheet metal bookends, bent them to suit to hold the carbine, and found they slipped between the molding and the drywall above the door securely enough to hold the gun. But I got tired of having to dust it, so now I just keep a 10-5 in my couch cushions.

Only thing that bothers me now is that my downstairs neighbor raps his toothbrush four times against the bathroom sink to shake off the water and it goes right through the piping and sounds like a door-knocking. I've learned to discriminate that sound now, though, so it's no problem.

Four times. Exactly. Twice a day.

 

[Geno]

Picture it...it's Spring, 1988. It’s about 3:00 a.m., and I am in a state of deep dreams! All of the sudden, someone is pounding, and I do mean pounding the door! I fly out of bed, grab my Mark V .300 Wea. Mag. and head to the door. Whomever it is, is pounding the door so hard that the windows in the walls are rattling! When I holler, “Whada ya’ want?!” The frantic voice on the other side begins franticly to beg for me to call an ambulance.

Turns out is was a neighbor, beating the Hades out of my door, and was bent on suicide! But, immediately after he swallowed the bottle of pills, he decided he wanted to live. His wife had left him, took the kids...even took the man's darned dog. I mean really now...took the man's dog?! So he decided to drink and prescription sleeping pill himself into a more peaceful place.

So I called the ambulance. The ambulance arrives just as the neighbor is going into respiratory failure. The EMTs walk over and tell me for fact the call saved the guy's life, ask me for his family's contact info (which I didn't have...I didn't even know his name). They cart him to the hospital, then the psychology ward.

About a week later, he stops to thank me. I told him next time, knock on the door before you do something foolish...not after. Turned out to be a great neighbor. The best part of all, is parting comment (observation): "You know, she just isn't worth it."

 

[p35]

Banging on my door gets the sound of a 100 lb German Shepherd's bark going at any time of the day- he's kind of a PITA when it's someone I know but I've seen some pretty wide eyed salesmen!

 

[Kind of Blued]

I've had one instance where I heard/sensed somebody walk on to the porch and noticed at least 20 long seconds passed before the knock... This seemed a bit odd.

I see a big and tall African-American fellow through the peephole standing an appreciable distance from the door... 15 feet or so. I remove my eye from the peephole, unlock the deadbolt, which he doesn't hear, and open the door, in which time he decided he'd try knocking again.

So in a couple of seconds he is suddenly three or four feet away and tries knocking just as I open the door away from him, causing him to "miss" and essentially throw an overhanded punch at me immediately as the door opens.

I was happy with my reaction. In the time it took me to let go of the doorknob and move my hand back 12 inches I realized he wasn't "throwing a punch", so I didn't actually grab the P226 that was on my hip and he was none the wiser. He was as suprised about "missing the door" as I was about him "throwing a punch" at me, so it was alright.