Ok, The Story

Ok, two weeks ago I'm half asleep on a Saturday morning at 7:30 a.m. - upstairs - door shut. Suddenly I am shockingly awakened my a big booming voice that yelled "[inaudible word], anybody home?!". What woke me up so abruptly was that there was no doubt that the voice was coming from inside the house. (That's odd, because I'm a dead bolt lock kind of guy). So not having my wits about me to realize I should have been as scared as a school girl, I bolted out the doorway, hair going every which way, and in my underwear. Standing below me in the foyer were two uniformed police officers. I see cops all the time, just not uninvited into my home. At that moment, I couldn't say Fourth Amendment much less protest. But quickly one of the officer's said, "Sir, your front door was wide open and one of your neighbors called on us to check on you." I let out a sigh. At that point, one of the officers lets out a belly laugh, walks out the front door, and says (presumably to a neighbor), "Well, he's up now!!!" They excused themselves leaving me alone in the house with my heart still pounding. It then dawned on me that, with my front door open for who knows how long, that there could be someone in the house. (There wasn't. But I'm still trying to figure out how I went about leaving the front door unlocked that - I hope - managed to open itself due to air suction sometime during the night).