Worthington BLOG: Doorbell Ditch Karma

Blog: Doorbell Ditch Karma

by Rick Worthington

 

Forgive me, please. You see, I was a good kid for the most part, but I did doorbell ditch houses for fun a few times. Not many times, but I did it.

Not familiar with the art of the Doorbell Ditch? It works like this…

Step 1: You walk up to the front door of a home.
Step 2: Ring the doorbell. (The more times the better)
Step 3: Run like hell.

Childish. Stooopid. Really dumb. Can’t stop thinking about how childish this is.

Last night, it happened again. This time I was the victim. It happened on a rainy Thursday night – just before midninght!

Whoever did the deed was a master!

Three loud knocks, and several rings of the doorbell. It scared the be-jeepers out of me! I threw off the covers of my warm bed and sprinted to the front door, expecting to see a policeman or something. I peeked out the window, and nobody was there. I went out in my bedclothes…in the rain…nobody anywhere.

I don’t know who you are, but you got me. I’m trying to be a good sport.

By the way, just a warning you might consider. I don’t want to see anybody get hurt.  FYI: There are lots of people here in Idaho that are packin’ heat when they come to the door at midnight.

Good Luck!

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