Stickjockey
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Or, "Lasers in the Night."
So my Wife, three-year-old son, and I got home last night at about 8:30 p.m. from the In-Laws house where we had just had a pleasant, relaxing Christmas weekend. We go the car unpacked, the kiddo to bed, and were sitting in frontofa cheery fire watching The Return of the King. The wife was absently knitting something. She reached behind her to get something, then she said, "Dave, what's that?" I looked over my shoulder to see what she's talking about, and there, dancing on our living room window, is a bright red laser dot.
We both hit the floor, and I made my way over to the light switch and turned it off. She then went upstairs and got the kid while I went to the phone and dialed 911, giving the who-what-where and such. After the phone call, we met in the back bedroom, armed up, and waited for the "all clear." Presently, there was a knock at the door. Standing on the front porch was one of Portland's Finest, there to inform us that the young lad who lives across the street had gotten a laser pointer for Christmas and was just fiddling with it. Her partner was currently at the house, as she put it, "putting the fear of God into him." We thanked her and went back into normal mode, putting the boy back to bed and getting on with the evening. A bit later, we had another knock at the door. Upon answering, we found another officer, and a very nervous-looking young man, about twelve or thirteen. The officer introduced him and said that he'd like to apologize. There then followed what I took to be a very sincere and heartfelt apology and assurance that it wouldn't happen again.
Lessons:
In the words of Robert Heinlein, "Always keep your clothes and weapons where you can find them in the dark." This includes accessibility. My carry/HD piece was in a Lifejacket, where it resides when not on my person. It took several seconds for me to get it open in the dark, and those seconds can get really long.
Our commo situation needs some thought. We have one phone in our dining/computer room and one in the basement. We have two cellphones, and It didn't even occur to me to use one of them from the bedroom. Something to consider.
Questions:
Was this scenario overreaction on our part? Was there something else we could have done or something we could have done differently?
Was the 911 call too much? In retrospect, I feel kind of silly having called the cops on a kid with a laser pointer.
So my Wife, three-year-old son, and I got home last night at about 8:30 p.m. from the In-Laws house where we had just had a pleasant, relaxing Christmas weekend. We go the car unpacked, the kiddo to bed, and were sitting in frontofa cheery fire watching The Return of the King. The wife was absently knitting something. She reached behind her to get something, then she said, "Dave, what's that?" I looked over my shoulder to see what she's talking about, and there, dancing on our living room window, is a bright red laser dot.
We both hit the floor, and I made my way over to the light switch and turned it off. She then went upstairs and got the kid while I went to the phone and dialed 911, giving the who-what-where and such. After the phone call, we met in the back bedroom, armed up, and waited for the "all clear." Presently, there was a knock at the door. Standing on the front porch was one of Portland's Finest, there to inform us that the young lad who lives across the street had gotten a laser pointer for Christmas and was just fiddling with it. Her partner was currently at the house, as she put it, "putting the fear of God into him." We thanked her and went back into normal mode, putting the boy back to bed and getting on with the evening. A bit later, we had another knock at the door. Upon answering, we found another officer, and a very nervous-looking young man, about twelve or thirteen. The officer introduced him and said that he'd like to apologize. There then followed what I took to be a very sincere and heartfelt apology and assurance that it wouldn't happen again.
Lessons:
In the words of Robert Heinlein, "Always keep your clothes and weapons where you can find them in the dark." This includes accessibility. My carry/HD piece was in a Lifejacket, where it resides when not on my person. It took several seconds for me to get it open in the dark, and those seconds can get really long.
Our commo situation needs some thought. We have one phone in our dining/computer room and one in the basement. We have two cellphones, and It didn't even occur to me to use one of them from the bedroom. Something to consider.
Questions:
Was this scenario overreaction on our part? Was there something else we could have done or something we could have done differently?
Was the 911 call too much? In retrospect, I feel kind of silly having called the cops on a kid with a laser pointer.