Just had a close call.

I'm cutting out a few tiles in my kitchen with a grinder and diamond blade. It's very dusty work so I'm underneath a sheet of visqueen to contain the dust. The maid is here today and her grandson stopped by to get something from her. Well I'm under the visqueen cutting out the grout and the doorbell rings, so I get out from under the visqueen and go to the door looking like this and guess who's at the door?



A big black police officer. He sees me and backs from the door and puts his hand on his gun and says, "Can you step outside please!" I then realize I have a fricking mask over my face so I pull it down and open the door. He asks if live here and can see some ID. He tells me that my neighbor had called because there were strange vehicles in my driveway (she couldn't see my truck parked behind the house) and called the cops because someone stole some shite out of my garage a couple months ago.

Me and the cop had a good laugh about me answering the door with a mask on. I thanked him for not shooting me and for checking on my place.