4:00 am on a Friday night, 12th floor corner apartment, downtown Calgary, year 2000. The Cops are banging on the door.
I open the door and they ask if they can come in and inspect my balcony. I guess there is a guy climbing my building and they think he is right outside my place right now. Much ado about nothing, they leave and I go to bed.
Fast Forward one week. I come home from a night out with my girlfriend and open the fridge to grab a beer while I hear someone talking to her. WE LIVE ON THE 12TH FLOOR! Sure enough there is the guy on my Balcony letting himself into the apartment from the balcony. Long story short, I shoo him out and close the door and proceed to call the coppers about this guy trying to come into the place. I guess I may have scared him by picking up the phone because the next thing I know I am watching him plummeting to the earth( ultimately his death) from the 13th floor.
That was really weird.
Last edited by Circa89; 12-28-2008 at 01:39 AM.
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