Episode 77: My neighbor always tells me it was quiet while I was traveling and the city sent me fourteen fire reports that say otherwise

Creepy Encounters · Sep 21, 2026 · 5m

Submitted by Roz — Broken Arrow, Oklahoma. 54. I sell surgical staplers, which is less interesting than it sounds, and for nineteen years it has meant I'm gone about ten nights a month. Wichita, Amarillo, Fort Smith, Joplin. I live alone in a brick ranch in Broken Arrow, on a street where most of the houses went up in 1978 and most of the people in them have been there since. Across from me is a man named Del. He retired from the phone company. He's always in his open garage in a folding chair with a radio going, and he's the reason I never bothered with a doorbell camera. When I roll my…