I'm THAT Person (and PROUD of it!)

Last night, Todd left a little bit earlier than usual for work because he was playing basketball before work.  About ten minutes after he left, my doorbell rang.  I answered it, and it was a man dressed in work clothes who said he was from the gas company.  He claimed to be there to work on something on the side of our house for about an hour, which I didn't mind, but he said that afterward he would have to come inside to re-light any pilot lights we had (furnace, water tank, and stove).  I said okay, and locked the door behind me.  Immediately my thoughts went to a recent email or Facebook post (I can't remember which) that warned about this exact situation.  Feeling slightly panicky, I called Todd and asked if he thought I should call the gas company to verify that they were supposed to be there.  He, of course, said yes, so I did.  I was on hold for quite a while, and in the meantime my very caring husband called not only his dad, but also his brother to come over and sit with Logan and I until they were finished working.  I was on hold with the gas company for about 15-20 minutes, but the woman finally told me that they had no record of anyone working in our area at that time.  I gave her the name on the side of their van, and she did confirm that they had subcontractors that did work for that company, but again had no record of anyone working in our area that night.  She told me that I had a right to ask for ID, which I had planned on doing before I let anyone into our house, and I could still refuse to allow them inside if I wasn't comfortable.  She was very understanding and explained that if, indeed, our gas was turned off, we would know right away and could call in the morning to have someone turn it back on.  I was worried about not having a working furnace throughout the night and hot water for showers, and it made me feel a little better knowing I had two men at home with me by this point.  We did end up letting them in, and Troy followed them around checking on what they were doing.  They did re-light our pilot lights, and he even checked outside after they left and said they had installed a new meter.  All in all, I'm glad the situation turned out the way it did.  I'm glad the work was legitimate.  But I'm still a little freaked out about what could have happened.  Thank goodness for my subconscious reminding me of that email or Facebook post and for having the common sense to check up on the situation.  I don't think I would have let them in had Troy and my father-in-law not been there.  I offer a big thanks to them and a word of warning to everyone else.  Better safe than sorry!