Don’t Sound The Alarm
We have an alarm system on our townhouse. Our neighborhood does not have a crime problem, and we don’t have much to steal if we were broken into, but Mrs. C feels safer with the alarm system. She never leaves the house without setting the alarm.
Go for the mail several blocks away…set the alarm.
Drive to the store for only a few minutes…set the alarm.
Pretty much leave the house…set the alarm.
I hate the alarm, but I really can’t complain too much.
Before we were married, someone did break into the house. Of course, the alarm didn’t bother them. Burglars know they have about 8 minutes to take whatever they can grab and leave before the police arrive. In this case they even cut a phone wire so the system did not make the call to the alarm company for them to alert the police anyway.
The alarm made a lot of noise, but the neighbors just ignored it. False alarms from a house or a car are not uncommon.
These burglars stole nothing because Mrs. C came home only minutes after they broke in. They skedaddled out the back door and took nothing.
It is creepy though, knowing strangers were in your house.
Anyway, because of this, Mrs. C demands the alarm be set whenever we are away.
It is not difficult to set, it is not difficult to unarm on entry. Except if you have skeighty-eight different codes to remember; computer code, phone code, credit card code, garage door code etc., and you are 74 years old, sometimes you punch the wrong code when you get home.
Also, about every other time I leave the house I forget something and have to go back. When I do this, I have to wait for the alarm to stop its 60 second beeping (I don't know why it does this, but it scares me to touch while it is beeping) so I have plenty of time to punch in the disarm code.
Anyway, I hate the alarm system. Besides we now have a “Ring” camera system, so anyone that approaches the house sends an alert to my cell phone and is recorded. This makes the alarm system a little less necessary.
Today I left to go to the bowling alley. When I got in my car, I realized I forgot something. I went back to the door and waited for the beeping to stop, entered the house and punched in the code. I punched in the wrong code due to an old-age brain-fart.
I did not hear the unalarmed “boop.” I froze for a minute, realized I made a mistake and punched in the wrong code again.
“REE-ah-REE-ah-REE-ah” It would not stop!
Now I know the company would call and ask for a code word to confirm I just set off the alarm by accident.
The phone did ring.
“Sir, I see your alarm is activated, do you have the code word?”
Crap! The code word is the last name of Mrs. C’s ex-boyfriend.
“Ah, my wife is out, she knows the code word…it is the name of her ex-boyfriend.”
“That is not really good enough sir, I will have to alert the police.”
“Wait, I know it starts with a ‘C’ right?”
“I can’t really help you with it sir.”
“Wait…wait…I complained to her about using her ex-boyfriends name and she changed it. It is her mother’s first name.”
“I shouldn’t help sir, but you are on the right track it is a lady name.”
“I think it still starts with a ‘C’ right.”
“Sir I’ve said enough.”
“Just blink twice if it starts with a ‘C’.”
“I’m calling the police sir.”
“Constance…I think it is Constance!”
“Can you turn off the damn ringing?”
“Just punch in the correct code.”
“I’ve been punching in the code, it doesn’t work…WAIT (I suddenly realized I had been using the wrong code) let me try again.”
The “REE-ah-REE-ah-REE-ah” stopped.
Back to the phone.
“It stopped; I remembered the right code…thank you.”
“You’re welcome sir, have a nice day, and please don’t leave the house without your wife!”
I hate that alarm system.