Grr annoyed at people's faulty memories. "I remember when we could leave doors unlocked, we didn't have to worry about x y or z crime."
Yes we did. We locked the fucking doors. Though I suppose it was your parents worrying and not you.
I just paid attention as a kid I guess.
My parents' house was broken into almost immediately after it was build back in the 60s. They religiously locked their doors whenever they left the house, and before going to bed at night my entire childhood, and even to this day. they lived, and still live in rural Tennessee
Today, I also live in rural Tennessee, and NEVER lock my doors. Though when I did live in town, I I locked doors, and it really pissed me off that my roommate refused to lock the door behind him when he left in the morning, and I was still asleep for a few hours after he left, even though I asked him nicely. It wasn't a terrible neighborhood, but it wasn't that great, either.
Wow, I mean, in any area where there's people there's the off chance some drunk will think it's their place and wander in. Or maybe that's just Wisconsin.
Nope, not just Wisconsin. That actually happened to me once many years ago, now. Roommates left beer sitting outside on the porch. Huge old drunk guy sees them, and decided to walk in and ask if he can have one. I was home alone in bed at the time, and heard someone yelling in the house. I got up and opened my bedroom door, and there was this big drunk guy standing there rambling about his life story.
Apparently, he was the ex-husband of the super-weird, super-religious old cat lady next door.
