Last night someone buzzed the intercom to my flat...at 4:30am. They did it twice. I woke up and was, I'll admit it, afraid. DH was away last night so I was home alone with DS. I checked my phone, no-one had been trying to call. I could think of no-one who would ring directly into my flat at such an ungodly hour. My heart was racing. I was hoping it was just idiots in the street messing about... but at 4:30? Plus, you can't really dial in by accident, there's a series of codes you have to go through (we are in a large complex). I was really freaked out, in that way that you are in the middle of the night, especially when you're alone. I lay awake for about 15 mins hoping it had been a mistake and the person had gone away. Then they buzzed again. I was at this point seriously starting to think about my quickest escape route if things turned scary. I was starting to panic. Then they buzzed again - three times now. I realised they weren't going away and I had to answer. I picked up the intercom and said hello, genuinely thinking there would be some weirdo or potential burglar on the other end.
Lo and behold, my next-door neighbour pipes up: "It's xx, can you let me in please". That's it. No explanation, no apology, just can you let me in. TBH I was so relieved it wasn't some crazy axe murderer I just limply said "Yes, sure." and buzzed him up. I watched through the spy hole as he came raging up the stairs and started banging on his own front door. His wife opened it and he went in and an argument ensued.
I lay awake for ages, really annoyed by all this and how afraid he had me feeling and how rude it was not to even say "I've lost my key" or "I'm so sorry to wake you". He buzzed me six times in the space of 20 mins so he was pretty determined to get me up and he knew I had a young child asleep. As did he! I got about another hour's sleep before DS woke up and feel really shit today.
I have just seen him go out (midday). Wouldn't you think he might have the decency to knock at my door on his way past and apologise? Or at the very least push a note through, or something? I bumped into his wife in the hall this morning and as I was with other people I didn't want to get into it so I just sort of smiled and carried on. She certinly didn't chase after me with an explanation either. WTF? How can people be so ill-mannered?
Can only assume marital strife caused the whole thing (either she was ignoring him or locked him out or something but that, in itself is pretty selfish knowing he would have to get someone else to let him in). Whatever it was, I'm unplugging the intercom at night from now on. And perhaps playing music very loudly and banging some pans about tonight! Grrrr.
And breathe...