Thursday, 23 October 2008

Protecting the People

Being the good citizen that I am, I called the police today to divulge some information on my neighbours. Rushing like a mad woman to the front door peep hole every time I heard a noise outside the apartment is not the same as spying...it's not since the police asked me after all to let them know if I saw anyone...

On Saturday night I heard someone enter the neighbours house, but they are always so quick that by the time I reach the peep hole I never catch the face. It was too late to call the police and after 10 minutes I heard someone leave. Again, to late - I missed the face...'but hang on' I thought, if I run to the kitchen window I can spy down and catch them walking out of the building - perfect! Again I did not catch a glimpse of the face, but I took note of the hair and body shape of this mysterious female.

I considered calling the police the next day, but then I begun to think paranoid thoughts that I might be living next door to serial killers. On Tuesday bel ragazzo left for Calabria, and I decided I could not possibly call the police as the serial killer, people smuggling, drug lord neighbours may come knocking at my door during the night.

The next day I saw someone else enter the house. This time I saw her face since she was walking in front of me on the stairs. We exchanged a smile while I gave her the subtle once over C.S.I style (mid 40s, petite, light brown curly hair with definite blond highlights) and I even heard her speak, in Spanish to a male already inside the house.

I lost all fear and decided that since I had a good look at her, it was my duty to call the police. It is not that I am curious and want to know what they are up to...no! Not at all! Don't forget they asked me for information...but come to think of it, I should find out why the police are interested merely for self protection purposes.

So I call the police once and the officers are not there, I call twice and they are out again...I call this morning and finally on the 4th call I speak to the senior inspector! I tell him what I saw, and he didn't even bother to ask me for times, descriptions or anything! All he said was they think the apartment is being used as an unregistered B&B.

How boring. I am not going to spy - sorry - monitor the house anymore for the police. An unregistered B&B...why did I waste my time.

11 comments:

LuLu said...

That is too funny!!! :) I guess in the end its a good thing its nothing too serious! :P

Scintilla said...

After all that suspense!
What are they going to do? Hit you over the head with a suitcase?
I think you're safe!

Leanne in Italy said...

Hi Lulu,
It is good that it is not serious...but it is boring!

Hi Scintilla,
Maybe they'll try and throw the free breakfast in my face...spray some cleaner liquid in my eye...but yeah, I think I'm safe ;)

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thepomegranateblog said...

You're a crackup! :D

thepomegranateblog said...

U seriously told that so funnily! I just reread it LOL.. :)

Leanne in Italy said...

Hi Pomegranate,
I didn't get to tell the police hardly anything. I was hoping they may ask me lots of questions, but they asked next to nothing! I have to really stop watching CSI, Without a Trace, and all those law and criminal shows!

thepomegranateblog said...

LOL... I love those shows too! Mostly because they ALWAYS catch the bad guys :D

Leanne in Italy said...

Glad someone else likes these shows!

Kim B said...

that's hilarious. i had been following this suspenseful story line with interest!!! i love that it's just bureaucratic italians worried that somebody is not paying the correct taxes . . . which is fair enough, i guess, they do have a bit of a shortfall. still, so disappointing!!! not to have serial killers living next door :)

Leanne in Italy said...

Hi Kim B,
I am happy that no serial killers next door, but I was hoping it would be something more exciting then an unregistered B&B!