The police came to our house today, as the result of a Craigslist post.
Unlike the obvious Rhodes Scholar who advertised for a hitman to kill her lover’s wife, our visit was innocuous.
The officer’s wife had contacted me about some shelves I had listed for sale, and like a good and dutiful husband he came to pick them up.
Nice as he was, he let my three-year-old sit in the back of the police car, hopefully for the one and only time in his life.
Better yet, I sold the shelves for what I paid for them four years ago, so I got to use them for free.