Life is a Mystery….
June 29th, 2009
This is a picture of the walkway into my house. You see that black thing on the ground? It’s a phone. Not a cellphone, a cordless house phone. And no, it’s not my house phone.
I was pulling into my driveway on Friday when I noticed something on my front door mat. I wasn’t sure what it was. A frog? A snake? Another phone book? It wasn’t until I got close that I realized it was someone’s house phone.
But I’m not sure who owns it, or how it ended up at my front door? I guess Madonna really hit the nail on the head, when she said, “Life is a mystery…”
I would guess that is is a neighbor’s. But I would also be a bit worried to know that someone was that close to my house without me being there.
If you can make a call from the phone, it’s obviously one of your neighbors. Use it to call your cell and the number should show up on your phone. Then call the number from your cell and tell whomever answers that you have their phone.
Then grill them about why they were stalking you.
Have you found out whose telephone it is? It is kinda strange to know someone left it there and not know why.