So this morning started out like any other morning since I moved into Bolton Hill.
I opened my eyes, kissed my beautiful wife, and got ready for work. As I emerged from our apartment, freshly showered and smelling springtime fresh, I headed to my truck, thinking all was well with the world and ready to begin the last day of the month, which is a big day in the car sales world.
As I opened my truck door, I noticed something sitting on the floor of the driver’s side. It was a present!!! Behold, my present:
After staring in wonder at my present for a minute, I started to wonder, where oh where did my present come from? About that time I looked at the rest of my truck and noticed that something was not right:
That’s right, my truck was broken into last night.
Apparantly someone was wandering down Mosher, and had nothing better to do than smash out my window with a large rock and rip through my truck. They scored an ipod (complete with all the music played at our wedding reception) and my cell phone charger. Now the ipod I understand, and while it is annoying, it makes sense. The cell phone charger… well that just pisses me off, they were playing dirty when they took that.
My other annoyance with this whole experience was that whoever decided to break into my truck missed on his first attempt to throw the rock through my window, and created a sizable dent in my truck. So, now I get to pay the $500 deductable for my insurance, and be without my truck for a few days.
On a more positive note, Officer Mingo of the BCPD was a true proffessional, and we did get to meet one of our neighbors and have a good conversation with him.
I feel your pain! Why can’t they break the windshield instead of the side windows? I had my car for 5 weeks when mine was broken into. I now leave my car doors unlocked hoping they will just open the door instead of breaking my window. Taking the charger is just insane! Good luck!
Is that a rock or an egg?
I am sorry that happened. Stinks. Although your noted bright spots are indeed bright.
At least you know that people in living in Bolton Hill are determined. This is good to know. When Jesus gets a hold of them they will stop at nothing.
That is one high quality river rock.
I feel your pain, dude. One of the most helpless feelings I ever had was going into my dorm room on the last day of school this year and seeing all of my roommate and I’s technology gone. I hope you and I are the last to suffer in this way for a good, long time.