I just got off the tram and stepped into the Twilight Zone

Mike isn't home at the moment. A little bit ago, I happened to look out the window and saw this man in full raingear pushing a wheelbarrow with a tupperware bin in it, down our driveway. He did not see me. I have no idea who this man is, and I don't open the door to strangers when Mike isn't around, so I put the dog on a sit and stay command and to her credit when he pounded on the door, she did not bark. He tried the screen (it was locked) than as I watched through the peephole he went into our carport. I grabbed my cellphone and dialed 911 and talked to the guy on the other line quietly, explaining that I could see this guy rooting around in my carport. I told him I didn't know if I needed help or not, but to hang on a sec. Then I saw the guy take his wheelbarrow and leave.

I go out after he is gone, and on top of my car and the freezer are all these plates of homemade baked donuts! At least 25 plates with 1-3 donuts on each plate

I felt foolish for calling 911 and I told the guy on the other end of the phone (who tried to stop laughing) not that I blame him-

"Hello, I have just been pelted with pastries from the Donut Man can you send 7 cop cars immediately? There are donuts for all!"

I know all the neighbors, all our knife clients, and this man is a total stranger. It is possible that he is a motorist we helped this year- they break down frequently on our road- but come on 25 plates of donuts????????

Ok you can laugh now- I am, it is a laugh of relief

Well before you eat them... they could have smtg bad in them, never know!

At this point unless Mike knows what this is all about-eating these pastries is the last thing on my mind.

Wow, MA, that has got to be one of the strangest things I've heard in a while. I bet the 911 operator is having a blast telling his co-workers about this one!

Yes that is very strange...I would have called 911 right away too..you never know now adays

I would have called, too.

Woah, the beginning of your story sounded kind of scary. I'm so glad it turned out he was just trying to kill you with kindness... or donuts. Take your pick.

That's so bizarre, MA!

Wow, that is really weird. I would have dialed 911 too, but I wouldn't exactly know what to say. Come to think of it, I really wouldn't have known what the heck was going on. But if I saw some stranger coming up the driveway with a wheel barrow, I would lock the doors and hide under the bed!!

That would really freak me out. So, what do you plan on doing with these donuts now?

Twilight Zone, indeed! doo-dee-doo-doo doo-dee-doo-doo

You scared me at first, MA!!!
Now I can't stop laughing....I'm glad you called 911, though. You just never know.
Hey, at least you made that dispatcher's night. He's got a story to tell people for a long time!

Oh my! I'm not sure I'd eat thoes doughnuts either, or leave them where the cats could get to them. That is really strange! I mean the guy tried to open your door? I'd be pretty freaked out! I'd have called the police too. You never know with some people.

OMG, I would have been freaking out! I don't answer the door either.

I called the sheriff. We are far enough out of town that the police don't come here. But really, I mean what do you say? Umm- this obsessive compulsive donut peddler hit my home? He left me umpty dozen fresh baked pastries? Hey, maybe I will open up a coffee hut and serve coffee and donuts!

We ended up discussing this, and decided that the guy must have been a bit "off." The officer said he could send someone out to pick up the donuts and they would test them for poison! I just laughed- I mean come on? 25 poisoned donuts for two people? Someone hates us that much? I just told him I woud put them down the garbage grinder and he agreed that this was the best thing to do.

To damn bizarre even for me! LOL

I'm out here so much by myself, the more I think about this, the more I freak out!!
I am still very relieved that it was only a donut man.
Definitely one of the strangest things I've heard, though!

Hey now...wait a minute there MA...before you put all those donuts down the disposal...why not bring them on here and SHARE?
I`ll put on a pot of coffee!
(Just kidding....it`s a bit too wierd for me too....but who knows...maybe he was just delivering and got the wrong house!) Let us all know if you ever find out the end of the story, OK?
Linda

Yeah, you should take a picture and show us the loads of doughnuts for a laugh...

As bizzarre as that incident already seems to be, I can't help but to think that The Donut Man seemed too comfortable coming up to your house without an explanation and messing around. Might he be back, since he obviously had no fear the first time? Might he have been there before and you didn't know it?

The other thought was that Michael Vale (The Dunkin Donut guy who baked all the donuts in those TV commercials) just died, like 24 hours ago. Might his ghost!

OMG, don't freak her out more!