Wednesday, January 18, 2006

 

Don't touch it

People can be so mean sometimes.

I was out on Monday night with my best friend. We had a fantastic time and actually stayed out later than I wanted, as 2:30-6:00 does not a good night's sleep make.

I was dropped off and a few minutes later was disturbed from my soon-to-be slumber by finding out that there were a series of vehicle break-ins in my parking lot.

I don't live in a bad area. I don't live on Wysteria Lane though either. The main problem is that our parking lot has three entrances, all of which are fairly well removed from the actual lot and the surrounding roads. So on Monday night, some fiend decided to go shopping at Jay's.

The police report said three that night; the first in a while. A Hyundai near Matt's Jeep and someone else I haven't yet seen. A swift elbow to that back small window between the C Pillar and the roll-down-able window. The victim (in Matt's case)? A Motorola Cell Phone and an empty Kenneth Cole watch box.

Granted, people shouldn't leave these things out in the open, but even more wrong is that people thing they're entitled to steal. I know that sounds ridiculous; people will always steal. But why do they do it? It can't possibly be for money. Cingular doesn't make the phone anymore, meaning you might fetch $50 for it. In addition, no one is anal retentive enough to put a watch back into its original box after every use. Congratulations! You now own two spare links made of nickel and finished with silver. Total value? Probably about $4.50, and that's an optimistic guess.

So now Mr. and/or Ms. Crook, someone else has to pay for your stupidity and greed. You might have broken into three cars on Monday and scored riches valued in the tens of dollars. But now these people have to replace their items for tens of dollars and--worse yet--windows for hundreds.

Simple rule of thumb, if you didn't buy it, don't touch it. If you're reading this, it means you have access to a computer and the intelligence to look up blogger. It also means you have the means to do something better with your life than steal. If you ever come back again, beware. If you break my window and I see you, I'm totally breaking your face.

Comments:
Fuckin eh right! What gives? First I get my seat burned becuase someone confused a Jeep with an ashtry, and now this. Of course my window has to get broken the night before we have record wind gusts....
 
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