July 12, 2007 | Filed under: The California Adventure
Awesome. Just what I wanted to deal with on my way to work this morning. Three years in DC without a problem and I have to put up with this shit from you no-good, worthless-piece-of-shit, Sacramento motherfuckers???
Ahhh, the old triangular window trick. I hate you.
Couldn’t get the stereo, but, please, have the faceplate instead. I don’t actually like listening to the stereo anyway — it’s just for show.
Thanks for leaving me the cell phone charger, though, that was nice of you. Too bad I upgraded my phone three months ago and have absolutely no use for it.
What? You don’t like my collection of Dave Matthews and Pearl Jam CDs? No need for a yoga mat? Or a canvas tote bag? Or my shower stuff for the gym? Really, I would’ve thought you valued personal health and well-being more than that.
My cursory investigation shows not a single missing CD. I’m a little bit offended. Hopefully I’ll find my favorite sunglasses under the pile of maps in the front seat, but if not, I totally understand. I’d steal them, too. Hmm, I should check the contents of the trunk…
And yes, I felt it necessary to post this on my blog before filing a police report or calling my insurance company. (In my defense, I called the police, but the automated lady told me to go online to fill out the police report. Apparently this is so mundane and routine that they won’t dispatch an actual human being to participate in this transaction.)
FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKING FUCKERS indeed.
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Dude. That freakin’ sucks. I’m sorry.
July 12th, 2007 at 9:17 amThat SUCKS! When my car was broken into (the first time - you know the time before they just STOLE THE WHOLE DAMN THING!) they took my CDs and I thought for sure they would have left me the Britney Spears and the country. But no. They did however, have time to sort through my change and take all the silver coins and leave the pennies.
FABULOUS.
I invited you and Horrible Warning over Friday night to drink away the tears if you’re interested. lol (and by invited I mean - I commented on it on her blog) LOL
July 12th, 2007 at 12:45 pmOuch. That really sucks. My car was broken into one time when I visited Baltimore; luckily, since I drive a very old (although lovable!) 1990 Honda Civic with only the basics, the twerp didn’t seem to find anything worthwhile to take. He only put his grubby hands all over my stuff…which totally creeped me out. I supposed you can’t buy a lot of crack with the awesomely geeky clock/mood ring he (or maybe she…I shouldn’t stereotype) pulled out of a rarely used ashtray. (Don’t ask… it was purchased in the one minute, circa 1995, when such things became quasi-cool again and yes, even today it continues to reside peacefully in its tray, although it would be better suited to a trash can.) The one amazing thing was that in the brief amount of time it took to remove every single map and sheet of paper from my glove compartment, the skeeze also found more ashtrays and hidden compartments in that car than I have found in the 10 years I have owned it!
July 12th, 2007 at 12:56 pmSomeone broke my entire passenger side window (it was a two-door) the first month I lived in DC and didn’t take anything at all. I enjoyed a lovely drive to the only glass place my insurance would cover, outside the beltway, with rain and glass coming in at me. Good times.
July 12th, 2007 at 2:58 pmMy car window was busted out once when I was living in Madison. They didn’t take anything, I guess the AM/FM radio and the bottle of transmission fluid in the backseat of my 1985 Chevette weren’t very appealing. I never bothered to replace the glass, I rigged up some plexiglass and duct tape for the rest of the year…classy.
July 12th, 2007 at 7:44 pmTwo cars stolen, and one additional crackled window (someone tried to break it, but it was apparently a tough cookie…didn’t mean that I still didn’t have to replace it, though) have been bestowed upon me in my 14 years in Sac. In my 17 years in LA? Only one car broken into for the crappy casette player on the back floorboard.
Of course, I only spent something like 2 1/2 years DRIVING in LA. Still, Sac seems way worse in terms of that sort of thing.
Assholes.
July 12th, 2007 at 8:12 pmThat sucks…I’m sooo sorry for you.
You seem to be handling this well - good for you. I would have called my dad crying, and my mom, and my boyfriend and my best friend.
Hang in there. And, I hope you find those f*ckers.
July 13th, 2007 at 4:46 amThe guy who broke into my car in Whitewater clearly had good taste but not good technology. He stole my They Might Be Giants TAPE.
July 13th, 2007 at 8:08 am