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justSEVAN Saturday, February 17, 2007

Security Cameras Are Fun

So my apartment building is monitored by security cameras. On our second day here, while setting up the living room TV, we realized that channel 19 on the TV was tuned into the lobby camera so we could see who was buzzing us or just to people watch. As we have come to learn quite quickly, random people always buzz apartments when they need to get in due to forgotten keys or other mundane reasons.

Today, I heard a buzz and turned on the TV to find a group of black women and children led by a tall white man in a trenchcoat and a fedora. I had no idea what to think and thought, “Oh my god. They are coming for us. We have been co-opted.”

It’s Saturday, leave me alone.

To no surprise, I hear the doorbell ring, which is amazing since our doorbell is ghetto and sometimes makes no sound at all. I looked throgh the peephole and just saw the black fedora.

I felt like that Golden Girls episode. James and Joey know what I mean. “Sophia. It’s time now. We have room.”

And he just kept standing there. And then he made eye contact through the hole and I thought, “SHIT!”

So I closed it off slowly and backed up into the kitchen quietly, which is no small feat as floors creak. We live in a pre-war building. Or as Amanda pointed out the other day at lunch, “Which war??? There have been at least six in the last century.”

I went with the Gulf War, of course.

I just stood there horror movie-like. And then I heard him speaking through my neighbor’s door.

“Hi I am _____ and I am here with ______. We just wanted to know if you were prepared for the lord and ready for what was going to happen.”

She obviously shooed himaway through the door. So he went to the other neighbor (the “hey buddy” one) who did open the door and told them he was busy. Watching sports of course which he always does at top volume.

And the tall man kept arguing and trying to give him stuff to read.

“You need to be prepared. Just take the time to read this. Save yourself.”

What a city, right?

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