Carissa Conti (@Carissa_Conti)

Creepy story alert Or in other words, "holy shit......THAT just happened." 😲 So earlier tonight at ~11:25 p.m., our apartment doorbell rings. "DingDong......DingDongDingDongDingDongDingDong!" Frantically. Nobody should be ringing our doorbell at this hour. And we don't know anybody. I emerge from the bathroom where I was doing my nails, and Tom's at the front window, since it's directly in front of his desk. Our front window looks out at our doorway, so we can see anybody who's out there. There's a guy right outside our open/screened window with his face up to our screen telling Tom he needs to let him in because he just got jumped. Tom's telling him No! Go to the office....pointing to the left. Then I come up behind him. So now I'm looking at the guy as he turns his attention to me, "I just got jumped out here! Let me in! Let me in!" Trying to be all breathless and frantic, looking behind himself nervously a few times. Tom said the guy was holding up his hand to show his scabbed knuckles. Not fresh bloody knuckles, but already scabbed over knuckles, though I wasn't paying attention to that. I just *immediately* shut it down like, "NO!" no messing around, no back and forth. Reached over, grabbed the handle of the window and slid/slammed it shut in his face as the guy pleaded and whined, oh come on!! don't do that!! let me in!!.... Then I shut the blinds, and went over to our already locked door and engaged the secondary dead bolt. Naive people would fall for something like this because it plays on people's programming to "not be mean!" nor endanger somebody else's life. But here's the thing - the guy just got jumped somewhere out on the street? Okay, so why did he come up to our building when there was another one facing us within equal proximity, bypass all the ground floor, easy access apartments in lieu of going up a whole flight of stairs to the second floor, skip over all the other apartments he had to pass by....and ring *our* doorbell? Honing in on us? And immediately be commanding us to open up and let him in? Not "Call the police!" And then not ring anybody else's doorbell along the hallway? (we can hear other apartments when their doorbells ring, and voices outside talking. He immediately left after we shut him down.) Like I said to Tom, "Does he think we're fucking idiots?? Like we're gonna open the door to THAT and just...let him in! Is he out of his fucking MIND??" That is some next level ballsy shit to try to pull off. In trying to figure out what this was all about Tom deduced that the guy (and whoever he may have been working with) were most likely after our stuff. Unfortunately Tom's desk with all his computers, electronics and equipment is right in front of the main window, so anybody could have seen it at any time. Sketchy neighbors, the Comcast guys, Amazon/UPS/other delivery drivers, etc. (Continued in the comments)