We have a Homeless Person in the Cellar?

Occurred, November 2010

We live in an old house, there's too many outlets on the same fuse and they tend to short out easily. This night we were trying to get ready to go out and we learned that we cannot use a hair dryer in our living room. The most inconvenient thing about shorting out a fuse is that our fuse box is outside of the house in a cellar. This cellar is one of the creepiest places ever. There is a set of stairs that leads to a ceiling, extra furniture, pillows, tools; pretty much a collection of things that have no business being together.

While getting ready we blew a fuse, as we usually would we grabbed a flashlight and prepared to go down to the cellar and flip the breaker. The only difference about this time was that when we got to the stairs that lead down to the cellar was open, and we have gotten very good about closing/locking doors. Please refer to the random sleeping girl story. Upon seeing this door open Blondie and Struggs freak out and run back inside and tell Neon whats going on. In our 3 heads we became convinced that the door was open because someone was living in the cellar. We then decide that this is an emergency maintenance situation and call our landlord. After Struggs was kept on hold for about 5 minutes, Neon decides to try calling. She gets through to our landlord who sounds instantly annoyed. We explain the situation to him and plead and say can someone just come over and check this out for us. His response was that this was not a maitence situation and there is strength in numbers and we should just check it out ourselves. Upon hearing this we get angry and hang up and call the police to check it out. After first dialing the number incorrectly multiple times and accidentally calling a local gym. Oops. The police showed up pretty quick, multiple cars, lights and sirens on, the whole deal.

They were very nice about it and checked the cellar out for us, flipped the breaker, did a run through of the whole house and overall just made us feel better and not stupid, as our landlord had. There was not a person living in our cellar, thankfully, but now we know how unreliable our landlord is, especially because it took him another 2 weeks to come out and fix the lock on the door.