One night my daughter and friends went out of town to a play, and I was on the couch waiting for her to return. Fell asleep. About 2 am banging on the door. I looked out, it was a deputy. My already pounding heart was about to explode... all I could think was he was notifiying me of my daughter being in an accident.
He says, "Does that bike (pointing to one laying in the front yard) belong to you?"
"Bike? You woke me up about a f-----g bike??? No, that's not ours."
Turns out he was tracking some kids swiping bikes, and apparently they dumped on in my yard when they saw him. He picked it up, took it with him.
I told him why I was pissed, not so much that he woke me, which did piss me off, just a bike, but about my daughter. He apologized profusely.
She got home about 15 minutes later, safe and sound. "Oh, Daddy, you didn't have to wait up for me, you could have gone to bed."