We just had a new alarm system installed. I can now tell you it works, and works very well.
As I got to the door, there was a guy down the side banging on the glass. That, along with me opening the door, set the dang thing off, and this thing just roars with an ear-piercing shriek.
In my hurry to turn it off I must have not put the right code in. Then the phone rings and it's the alarm company. Then the po po show up. I finally took a deep breath (Sheryl is constantly and correctly telling me to do this) and I got it turned off.
|Sheryl lets me vacuum.|
I listen to the scanner at work and about 99.9 percent of all burglar alarms are false alarms. Still, I feel like a schmo. Thank God for a wife who should probably go cross-eyed from rolling her eyes at all the dumb stuff I do. (See Photo)
And ... it works!