You know how sometimes you'll get a random phone call for the person that had your home phone number (so antiquated, I know) before you? Well whoever had my number really pissed off the wrong people. A bill collector just called for him and did not believe me when said Shruti didn't live here. He told me not to fuck with him and that he was going to come kill me. And he called me ma'am! (at least he was polite?)
It's a good thing that phone numbers don't stay with addresses or I might actually be worried since he recited an address that wasn't mine. Just in case I'm going to go make sure the doors are locked.
Do you think I can turn Lulu into an attack dog before dark?