Friday, November 25, 2005

Stop, thief!

So I woke up this morning and went out to my car to drive to work. My window was all busted out. Glass everywhere. And a note from the police. With a number to call. Apparently the police had already come, gone and filed a report.

What they stole: my ash tray and my vehicle registration and insurance from the glove box. How weird is that? I guess since they couldn't steal the actual car, they were like, "I'm finna make sure this fool can't smoke anymore! Haaa haaa haaaa!!!!"

Criminals are clueless. Why go through all that and not steal the car? I know one thing, if I catch the fool that did it I'ma whup upside his head. I mean, my car isn't a BMW or anything, but it took time (nearly the entire day, forcing me to take a vacation day from work) and money ($162.38) to clean up after whomever did this.

Now, I know living downtown has some risks. I see homeless people around all the time. They've never really been a threat. We do have a secured parking garage that I normally use, but that's on the other side of the complex, and sometimes I don't feel like going through all that. So, whenever I can find a spot in front of my building, I grab it.

Criminals are a trip. I've had no problems in the two years I've lived in this complex, but as soon as a holiday rolls around, they go crazy. What is it about holidays that make a criminal go "Hmm, let me break into somebody car right fast"?

When this happened, for a brief minute I understood the mentality of suburbanites. Crime is the main reason they flee cities. They are less likely to have to worry about car break-ins than someone who lives in the city. For a minute, for a very brief minute, I got it, understood the way they think about urban living.

Then I thought about it some more. Suburbia: Blandness. Everybody looks the same. Every house looks the same. Strip malls. Chain restaurants. Commuting.

Ugh. I get hives just thinking about it.

I then snapped out of it, got my window fixed, and reaffirmed what I've always known: I'm a city boy.


Steve Echeverria Jr. said...

Sucks, bro. Know the feeling. Happened in college with my '69 Bug. Funny how cops act when a brotha's a crime victim.

*Madosi said...

u cant smoke, nany nany boo boo! LOL

crooks are dumb, very!

*Madosi said...

u cant smoke, nany nany boo boo! LOL

crooks are dumb, very!

jameil1922 said...

that had to be a crackhead. did you see him around the corner trying to sell back your ashtray to you?