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November 30, 2005
tired of the assholes
So at seven this morning Grumpy, Little Bear and I headed out to the truck so they could drive me to work before heading off to pre-school. When I stepped up to the driver's side door, I realized the door was ajar.
God damn it, not freakin' again!!!
This is the third time in two years that some stupid, asshole, lowlife, dickweed, shit-for-brains, dickhead has broken into our piece o' crap, 14 year old Explorer. So much for living in a gated condo community.
And I know the doors were locked, just like the last two times. I know they were locked because I am anal retentive and always double check to make sure before I head into the house. They must have one of those lock poppers, because nothing was broken or jimmied.
They rifled through everything, throwing things all over place. I wish I'd left a dirty diaper in there! Apparently we keep nothing of value in our truck because they stole a total of about twelve cents and a Bic lighter. Big haul, huh?
They must be quite stupid because I would have stolen the car seat, the stroller, the tools and most importantly the disabled parking placard. All things I could probably sell for some good money. I am happy they are too stupid to realize how stupid they are.
I wish I could install a video cam or silent alarm or something that would allow me to catch these thieving rats in the act. God help them if I ever nabbed one. They would bleed. And be sorry. So sorry.
Until then to quell my anger, I have to believe that Karma will get them. And get them good.
After returning order to the inside of the truck and cussing the little buggers out we got on the road. I kept hearing a weird squeaky sound. I said to Grumpy, "Did you hear that? What was that noise? What did those little bastards do to my truck?"
Grumpy, as Grumpy tends to do, gave me a grumpy answer of something like "I hear it but how am I supposed to know what it is?"
Just then, I turned a corner, hit a bump and the hood popped up. The little pricks had popped my hood! The nerve. Sure, go ahead steal my oil leaking engine with 135k miles on it. So we had to pull over so Grumpy could get out and close it.
I would like to thank cops of Seattle for being so apathetic and the laws for being so lenient that no one gives two shits if someone breaks into or steals a car. Thank you very much.
side note - did you know that rifling(one f)means, to search with intent to steal and riffling (two f's) means, to leaf through hastily. I did not, until today.
Posted by bugg at November 30, 2005 12:44 PM
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Thank goodness for merriam webster, eh?
Posted by: melanie at November 30, 2005 01:34 PM
my car was always gettin broken into by oakland crackheads. in a gated garage mind you. they never got anything... just kept breaking my windows. fucking-HELL. i finally moved to a better neighborhood, whatcha gonna do?
Posted by: ms bees knees at December 1, 2005 03:05 PM
What a pain!! That happened to me many years ago in San Francisco. Jerk BUSTED my window to go through my change and got about .30. And didn't take any of the "sellable" stuff while I had to pay hundreds of dollars to get my window replaced. Grrrr. My aunt, who lives in that same neighborhood in SF finally just left the doors unlocked. She was so tired of getting her windows busted. She just doesn't leave anything "of value" in there anymore. Bummer.
Posted by: Jayne at December 2, 2005 12:44 PM
You know, while I was reading this...I was thinking, at least they didn't break any of your windows to get in....when crackheads broke into my car they smashed my passenger window in for 4 bucks in change and a pair of sunglasses. And even then, I was grateful that they didn't put the spare keys for my husbands car into my ignition, otherwise the security shit would have kicked in and I'd have had to have the ignition AND the window replaced.
The cop said that they probably didn't know how to drive...as many inner city kids don't.
These are the small things to be thankful for, even when stupid,criminal,mf*ckin' crackhead low life teens break into your car.
Posted by: radmila at January 2, 2006 10:29 AM