But a Blood Pressure Spike Nonetheless

The Scene: Alii and I, chillin' on the couch, enhancing our educational experience, happy, calm, minding our own business. 9:15 pm

Door Buzzer.

Mia: Hello? Buzzer: Can we check our laundry room? Mia: Excuse me? Uhh? Looks confusedly at Alii
Buzzer: POLICE!!

Alii springs from the couch in terror, looking frantically around. Mia stands there in a moment of indecision as Alii begins to gather things off the table. Mia pushes the button and runs to help. Moments later, they open the door. A bewildered police man is knocking on Sir Neighbor's door.

Mia: Can I help you?
Police: We've gotten reports of someone breaking into your laundry room. Can you show us where it is?
Mia: Uh sure . . .

Mia wanders, stunned, towards the kitchen, grabbing the key off the hook as Alii attempts to magically absorb our fragrant living room smell in through her pores.

Police Office: Don't go outside. They may be out there!

12,394 police officers continue to stream through the apartment and stand bewildered in the courtyard. Mia dares to go outside.

Mia: The laundry room is right here." pointing below the apartment. Then goes back inside.
Alii: So maybe we should hold off on that bowl . . .

They left 20 minutes later, Alii having overheard that they had received another call of a laundry room break in, so were pretty certain it was a prank. (The lack of burglary going on in the laundry room may also have contributed to this conclusion.) My question is: LAUNDRY ROOM? What, are they going to steal the dryer that doesn't work and someone's abandoned underwear? The Laundry Snatchers should feel free to steal the random shit on my back porch while they're at it.

Good to know that the Hyde Park PD was there in force though. We have nothing to fear ladies and gentlemen: your apparel is safe.