I swing at him with my alarm clock and jump up running into the living room...then I noticed my laptop was sitting on my coffee table where I left it. The TV was still there....my pda was still charging. He came out telling me it was okay....and pointing at the grounds keeper's apt. he told me "my bosses office" his english was not the best. I exclaim the need for him to swiftly leave....then he leads me into my bedroom and closes the door!!!!!! NO FFUCKING WAY...I cant see where this is a good situation in any terms...so I get out of the bedroom. He then tells me.."You are caught" pointing at my cats. (In our building we arent allowed to have cats.) So I am looking around and see all the windows are closed....I am looking for a hole in the wall.....I mean....how did this guy get in here?
So he walks to the front door and says "I leave?" And I am like.....oh yes you very much need to leave....so he left. 10 seconds later as I pull on some clothes...I walk out to see which way he ran.....but I never saw him anywhere.
1. My bosses office............pointing at the grounds keeper.
2. He knows I cant have cats.....????
3. No forced entry....it was almost like he had a key.
4. The building employees have keys....
5. This is a "secure" building...you need a code just to get to my door?
So....its 6 hours later and I have spent 40 dollars so far on locks. I plan to by a security system that will wake me in the event the door is opened. If the building has such a lose regard with keys I am not providing them all the keys to my locks. I installed some simply little bolts that just slide across....simple...but I figure more effective than nothing. My locks now have 2 1/2 inch screws that anchor them into the wall...actually there is the anchor then the pretty plate attaches to it....so two plates on the wall....then the lock itself is one solid peice on the outside...unlike the old 2 peice on. Finally a loud alarm set with like magnets on the door....so if opened it wakes the world.
Debating the idea of a gun...lol. I mean...why was he crawling over my plasma tv and my laptop to get to my bed??? Thats freaky. And...end result here...he was in my house....I dont know how much closer to the scenario I can get to why you may want to have a gun. I have never used one...I hate them....but oush comes to shove I'd rather shot first than ask questions next time...I think I was rather lucky in this regard.