This happened about a decade ago:

I'm sitting in my apartment reading a book at around 1 or 2 am. I hear some commotion outside on my balcony so I walk over, peek through the blind and there's some strange black guy out there. There's absolutely no reason for him to be there so I grab my Glock 21, walk over to the door, and loudly chamber a round, look out the window again and blacky is hustling, double time down the steps.