Apartment Manager Adventures

Recently, I was woken up on a Saturday morning at 5:00 AM to someone using the door buzzer in the entryway. The buzzer is very loud and whenever I am woken by it, it always makes my heart race. I jumped out of bed and quickly turned on the TV to check the security camera. No one was there..

My first thought was, oh well, no one is there, go back to bed. I condisdered it for a moment, but then decided that I better go check the building to make sure everything is okay.

I got dressed, grabbed my trusty maglight flashlight (always a good thing in case you need to use it for protection) and started checking the building to see if someone was hanging around in the common areas.

First place I checked was the basement. Its usually always the first place I check. Nothing there. So I started making my way up the different floors of the building. And when I reached the third floor, I found the person that had buzzed my apartment.

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It was a guy, I would guess around 21 years old. He was quietly trying to open apartment doors with a tiny key (The kind you might use to open a pad lock or a mailbox) I asked: “Can I help you with something?”… “No… I’m good. Thanks.” He replied.  “What are you doing?” I persisted. “Oh? I’m just trying to get into my girlfriends apartment.”  “Really?” I asked “Whats her name?” “Its Rebecca.” “Rebecca? Whats her last name?” “Uh, I’m not sure. She gave me this key, gave me the security code to the building, and said her apartment was the first one on the left”

I explained to him that the buttons by the front door are not a code entry system and that every button he pressed buzzed someone living here who is trying to sleep. I also explained to him that the key he was trying to use was far too small and wouldn’t even fit into any of the door locks in the building.

He said.. “oh… geeze.. Yeah, she gave me this key..  and the code.. Maybe she told me the wrong building. You know how drunk people are!” 

I found that to be kind of funny. I remember thinking to myself, yeah, I do know how drunk people are. I deal with them far to often. People like this guy who have no idea of what they are doing or what is really happening around them.

I noticed that his hand was stamped and I decided that he must have met some girl at a club or something and they were supposed to meet somewhere or something. All I knew is that he was in the wrong building and that I needed him to leave so I could try to go back to bed.

I told him that he had to leave now and he said “Alright, I’ll go” He promptly turned away from me and started heading for the exit. I listened to his footsteps and noticed that he approached the exit and then turned away from it and on the floor below me, started heading for the opposite end of the building.

I followed the sound of the footsteps and found him lying on the couch in the foyer in front of my apartment. He had his hat pulled over his eyes and was ready to call it a “night”.

I asked him what he was doing and he acted like it was the first time we had spoken. “Oh! I’m waiting for my buddy” “Really? Your buddy? Whats his name?” I asked. He slurred out some name I couldn’t really understand. “Oh.. okay. And what apartment does your buddy live in?” He quickly said an apartment number that didn’t exist.

I was getting really tired of this guy by now so I told him to leave. “If you need a cab, there is a grocery store up the street that will call one for you.” 

He left and I watched him walk down the street until he was no longer in view. I’ve never seen him since.

I don’t know if he was drunk, or if he was on drugs, but he wasn’t there mentally. It makes me wonder if there ever was a girl, or if he imagined that. If there was a girl, then maybe she was drunk, or on drugs, or playing a prank on this poor guy because he had a key that wouldn’t work on ANY door lock I know of and he ended up quite a ways off from where he thought he was.

Anyway, at least he was on foot and only impacted (as far as I know) a few peoples sleep. If he had gotten behind the wheel of a car, or done some other stupid thing, it could have impacted peoples lives in a far more negative way.

This entry was posted on Monday, June 9th, 2008 at 8:40 pm and is filed under Funny Stories, Strange Stories, Weird Stuff, Written by Enforcer. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.