Here's mine. Just married and me and the wife had a cozy little apartment in the "fancy" part of town (known as Cherry creek for the locals). My wife wanted to keep her job for a while so I was commuting everyday to Ft Carson, 68 miles one way. Rush hour(s) on I25, not to mention around the holiday season, was always a bitch. I could leave work at 4 or 6pm and get home at the same time everyday. Anyway, I was tired from working guard duty on Christmas Eve The First SGT set us up in shifts so we were not on duty all day for the holidays. During my shift, I got bored and decided to walk around the building and inspect the perimeter. I wouldnt discover until MUCH later that I my keys had fallen out of my pocket while engaged in some serious snow warfare with some guys who lived in the barracks. After my shift I spent a few hours looking for my keys, then decided to go home. I arrived home 2 hours later, and it was now dark. My wife was still at work, so I thought I would shed my BDUs and catch a nap before she got home. I tried to unlock the door to find that the bolt was latched on the inside, and OBTW there is no key hole to unlock this bolt. So I get to thinking "how the hell did my wife leave this bolt locked??? It can only be locked from the inside and she's not home." I gave her a call, and she explained that she couldn't find her house keys so she went out the sliding glass door and used a coat hanger to pull the security bar down on the sliding glass door (which also locks it from the inside). Still tired and furious I searched my car for a hanger or something I could use to push the security bar up. As I opened the door just barely, (took me 2 minutes max) I squeezed in and began to remove my uniform. Headed to the washroom to clean up and noticed that the house was in shambles. Our new puppy had escaped from his pen and got into the trash. So I get to the bathroom, remove my undershirt and start to wash up. Suddenly, I hear the unmistaken sound of a helicopter overhead. Curious, I ran to the window thinking thats really close for a neighborhood like this. I was soon spotlighted peeking out the curtains with no shirt and that deer in the headlights look on my face. My attention was soon diverted to Denvers finest busting in my door, flashlights in my face and that oh so familiar tone of authority screaming on the floor now!!!. I dont know if it was because of shock or the knee in my back but I couldnt speak. I FINALLY convinced the cops to unhand me so I could retrieve a piece of mail along with my ID to prove that I actually lived there. It was explained to me that some people on the tennis court saw a man in camouflage attempting to enter an apartment through the sliding glass door. That was by far the fastest response Ive ever seen from the police. I was parked, out of my car, and in my house in only 4 minutes. The police apologized for busting the door in and letting the puppy out in the process. I was actually impressed on how fast they got there so we never inquired about legal action, that and they paid for the door.