The Pizza Man
This post was originally friends-locked. At the suggestion and request of someone on my friend's list, I have decided to make it open to everyone, because this is the sort of thing that might save someone's life.
Daily Planetary Overview
Jupiter conjunct Neptune today will combine to bring out spiritual leanings and the desire to do good in the world. You will be curious about the conditions of those less fortunate than you. Your intuitive ability will be very powerful.
Your Horoscope - Today, May 27, 2009
You have made a lot of progress these past few weeks, especially where your temper is concerned. Good for you, Visi. It has taken some effort on your part, but it really seems that you have overcome your habit of speaking before thinking. Take care not to lose the hard-won ground you've gained. There is one particular person in your life, whose mission seems to be to make you explode! Don't let this person rankle you. Take a deep breath and rise above it.
Right. That is my zodiac reading for today. I find this to be especially eerie, given the events of this evening.
Your intuitive ability will be very powerful. This is the part that sends shivers up my spine, and here is why.
About 9:45pm I was sitting here watching tv alone. BANG BANG BANG went the door. I wasnt expecting anyone, so I went quietly to the door and looked through the peephole. Outside there was a man that I dont know, standing there with something in his arms. He was a Caucasian man, about 5 ft 8 or 5 ft 10 (guessing cause things viewed through a peephole are kind of skewed) with a very short haircut (like it had been shaved, and had grown in a half inch or so all over his head) that was a dirty blonde to mousy brownish in color (again, it was night time, I was looking through a peephole and the only light was a security light outside my door). He was dressed in a plain black teeshirt, had facial scruff, possibly a very short goatee and looked to weigh somewhere around 200 pounds. As I watched him wordlessly, he looked through my kitchen window and then banged on my door again.
This time, I carefully loudly asked through the closed, locked door, "Who is it???" He looked at the peephole and replied, "Hungry Howie's Pizza, Ma'am". I had not ordered any pizza, and the last time I ordered from them was about a year ago. I replied, "I did not order any pizza, and neither did anyone else here." He turned without a reply and walked down the stairs.
Something did not sit right with me about the whole exchange. Usually, if it was a wrong address they would clarify the address, because pizzas get taken out of the driver's pocket if not paid for. He did not ask me for any address or name clarification. I would not have given him my name if he HAD asked it, but I would have told him that this was not the right address. Also, while he was standing outside my door and I was wordlessly watching him before I spoke, he raised his arms and I saw what was in them. It was a large black insulated pizza carrier, but it was not flat, like it would be if there was pizza inside. There was a big round bulbous lump pushing up the middle of the top of the carrier. Whatever was in there wasnt pizza.
When he walked away, I ran for my phone. With shaking hands, I grabbed the phone book and looked up the Hungry Howie's number. There are only two Hungry Howie's in this city. One is all the way on the other side of town and they would not deliver this far. The other is nearby in a gas station mini mart complex. I called and asked the girl who answered, "Did anyone order a pizza to be sent to my address?" She checked my address and told me, "No, why?" I told her what just happened, and she said, "You need to speak to Russ, the owner's son and store manager." The phone was handed off and my stomach felt like one huge knot. Suddenly it wasnt a silly address mistake, or a prank call where someone gave my address.
I told Russ what had happened and he had a lot of questions for me as to the man's description. Two interesting bits of information to know at this juncture are; 1. He has three delivery drivers and three insulated bags. One of his bags is missing. 2. They have one delivery driver on duty tonight, and he is a 6+ rail thin black man.
Oh my GOD. OHMYGOD. OMGOMGOMG.
Russ gave me his private cellphone number, and told me to lock all my doors and windows, and call the police immediately to make a report. I did, and the woman was able to do it over the phone. She then told me she was sending out an all points bulletin with the man's description, and all police in the area would be coming to where I live and looking for him.
Then, I called a friend, who talked to me a bit while I was freaking out. And then, I called the property liason to the HOA, and left a message on his cellphone explaining what happened.
Twenty minutes later, I got a return phonecall from him. He told me he was first and foremost thankful that I was smart enough not to answer the door. He told me that what happened to me is a well known scam that went on in NORTH Vegas all winter but the police kept it out of the newspapers because they didnt want to incite fear. These people drive in the gate behind someone who clicked it open, and use a prop, such as a pizza bag, to get women to open their front door. I told Keith (the liason) that I knew whatever was in that bag WASNT pizza, and was afraid that it was rope to tie me up and rape me. Keith chillingly said, "Yes, that's what it was. That's what they do. They bring rope and supplies in the pizza bag and use it to immobilize and rape women."
Jesus Christ. Your intuitive ability will be very powerful. Thank you, GOD for watching over me tonight.
Russ asked me to come in to the store sometime in the next couple of days to look at pictures of his delivery drivers because I told him I got a really good look at the guy and I would be able to look at pictures of his drivers and tell him if the guy that came to my door IS his third delivery driver (in which case he will fire him on the spot) but I really dont think this guy is from Hungry Howie's at all. He may have somehow gotten ahold of the Hungry Howie's pizza bag (Im not sure whether it was a HH bag at all, because I couldnt see any writing on it) but either way, I really dont think he is the third missing delivery driver from HH.
My head hurts, my stomach hurts, I am freaked the fuck out and I really wish I wasnt at home alone right now. :(
Keith asked me to call his office tomorrow morning and said he would speak to me about setting up a possible emergency meeting with the other home owners to discuss safety, and possibly getting a neighborhood watch going. He says he anticipates a crime wave this summer for a variety of reasons (the economy, crime goes up with the heat, etc) and he promised me he would write something about this incident and post it as a warning for the other tenants at the mail boxes so everyone is aware. You are not safe going out and leaving your door unlocked while you fetch something from the car. You are not safe going for a run alone in here after dark. You are not safe answering your door to someone you dont know.
Please, if you take nothing else from this post, please let this stick in your mind.
IF YOU DID NOT ORDER SOMETHING - IF YOU ARE NOT EXPECTING ANY VISITORS - IF YOU DO NOT RECOGNIZE THE PERSON OUTSIDE THE DOOR - DO NOT OPEN YOUR DOOR. PERIOD. Always, always make anyone at your door disclose who they are and where they are FROM before you open the door even a crack. And if in doubt, do like I did and CALL THE PLACE they claim to be from to see if they actually ARE.
Stay safe. It takes 2 minutes to call and verify if in doubt. Not opening the door could save your life.
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Daily Planetary Overview
Jupiter conjunct Neptune today will combine to bring out spiritual leanings and the desire to do good in the world. You will be curious about the conditions of those less fortunate than you. Your intuitive ability will be very powerful.
Your Horoscope - Today, May 27, 2009
You have made a lot of progress these past few weeks, especially where your temper is concerned. Good for you, Visi. It has taken some effort on your part, but it really seems that you have overcome your habit of speaking before thinking. Take care not to lose the hard-won ground you've gained. There is one particular person in your life, whose mission seems to be to make you explode! Don't let this person rankle you. Take a deep breath and rise above it.
Right. That is my zodiac reading for today. I find this to be especially eerie, given the events of this evening.
Your intuitive ability will be very powerful. This is the part that sends shivers up my spine, and here is why.
About 9:45pm I was sitting here watching tv alone. BANG BANG BANG went the door. I wasnt expecting anyone, so I went quietly to the door and looked through the peephole. Outside there was a man that I dont know, standing there with something in his arms. He was a Caucasian man, about 5 ft 8 or 5 ft 10 (guessing cause things viewed through a peephole are kind of skewed) with a very short haircut (like it had been shaved, and had grown in a half inch or so all over his head) that was a dirty blonde to mousy brownish in color (again, it was night time, I was looking through a peephole and the only light was a security light outside my door). He was dressed in a plain black teeshirt, had facial scruff, possibly a very short goatee and looked to weigh somewhere around 200 pounds. As I watched him wordlessly, he looked through my kitchen window and then banged on my door again.
This time, I carefully loudly asked through the closed, locked door, "Who is it???" He looked at the peephole and replied, "Hungry Howie's Pizza, Ma'am". I had not ordered any pizza, and the last time I ordered from them was about a year ago. I replied, "I did not order any pizza, and neither did anyone else here." He turned without a reply and walked down the stairs.
Something did not sit right with me about the whole exchange. Usually, if it was a wrong address they would clarify the address, because pizzas get taken out of the driver's pocket if not paid for. He did not ask me for any address or name clarification. I would not have given him my name if he HAD asked it, but I would have told him that this was not the right address. Also, while he was standing outside my door and I was wordlessly watching him before I spoke, he raised his arms and I saw what was in them. It was a large black insulated pizza carrier, but it was not flat, like it would be if there was pizza inside. There was a big round bulbous lump pushing up the middle of the top of the carrier. Whatever was in there wasnt pizza.
When he walked away, I ran for my phone. With shaking hands, I grabbed the phone book and looked up the Hungry Howie's number. There are only two Hungry Howie's in this city. One is all the way on the other side of town and they would not deliver this far. The other is nearby in a gas station mini mart complex. I called and asked the girl who answered, "Did anyone order a pizza to be sent to my address?" She checked my address and told me, "No, why?" I told her what just happened, and she said, "You need to speak to Russ, the owner's son and store manager." The phone was handed off and my stomach felt like one huge knot. Suddenly it wasnt a silly address mistake, or a prank call where someone gave my address.
I told Russ what had happened and he had a lot of questions for me as to the man's description. Two interesting bits of information to know at this juncture are; 1. He has three delivery drivers and three insulated bags. One of his bags is missing. 2. They have one delivery driver on duty tonight, and he is a 6+ rail thin black man.
Oh my GOD. OHMYGOD. OMGOMGOMG.
Russ gave me his private cellphone number, and told me to lock all my doors and windows, and call the police immediately to make a report. I did, and the woman was able to do it over the phone. She then told me she was sending out an all points bulletin with the man's description, and all police in the area would be coming to where I live and looking for him.
Then, I called a friend, who talked to me a bit while I was freaking out. And then, I called the property liason to the HOA, and left a message on his cellphone explaining what happened.
Twenty minutes later, I got a return phonecall from him. He told me he was first and foremost thankful that I was smart enough not to answer the door. He told me that what happened to me is a well known scam that went on in NORTH Vegas all winter but the police kept it out of the newspapers because they didnt want to incite fear. These people drive in the gate behind someone who clicked it open, and use a prop, such as a pizza bag, to get women to open their front door. I told Keith (the liason) that I knew whatever was in that bag WASNT pizza, and was afraid that it was rope to tie me up and rape me. Keith chillingly said, "Yes, that's what it was. That's what they do. They bring rope and supplies in the pizza bag and use it to immobilize and rape women."
Jesus Christ. Your intuitive ability will be very powerful. Thank you, GOD for watching over me tonight.
Russ asked me to come in to the store sometime in the next couple of days to look at pictures of his delivery drivers because I told him I got a really good look at the guy and I would be able to look at pictures of his drivers and tell him if the guy that came to my door IS his third delivery driver (in which case he will fire him on the spot) but I really dont think this guy is from Hungry Howie's at all. He may have somehow gotten ahold of the Hungry Howie's pizza bag (Im not sure whether it was a HH bag at all, because I couldnt see any writing on it) but either way, I really dont think he is the third missing delivery driver from HH.
My head hurts, my stomach hurts, I am freaked the fuck out and I really wish I wasnt at home alone right now. :(
Keith asked me to call his office tomorrow morning and said he would speak to me about setting up a possible emergency meeting with the other home owners to discuss safety, and possibly getting a neighborhood watch going. He says he anticipates a crime wave this summer for a variety of reasons (the economy, crime goes up with the heat, etc) and he promised me he would write something about this incident and post it as a warning for the other tenants at the mail boxes so everyone is aware. You are not safe going out and leaving your door unlocked while you fetch something from the car. You are not safe going for a run alone in here after dark. You are not safe answering your door to someone you dont know.
Please, if you take nothing else from this post, please let this stick in your mind.
IF YOU DID NOT ORDER SOMETHING - IF YOU ARE NOT EXPECTING ANY VISITORS - IF YOU DO NOT RECOGNIZE THE PERSON OUTSIDE THE DOOR - DO NOT OPEN YOUR DOOR. PERIOD. Always, always make anyone at your door disclose who they are and where they are FROM before you open the door even a crack. And if in doubt, do like I did and CALL THE PLACE they claim to be from to see if they actually ARE.
Stay safe. It takes 2 minutes to call and verify if in doubt. Not opening the door could save your life.
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