As my Twitter followers already know, my car was broken into last night at a blogger meetup.
(No, it wasn't a fellow blogger who smashed my car's front passenger window and stole my husband's semi-concealed MP3 player and its radio-broadcaster-hookup doohickey. At least, I don't think it was another blogger. I mean, after all, the officer who took our police report did say it was probably a troubled teen, but Dwight claims he was out of town.)
I will totally blog about this later in more detail. Perhaps when I'm less pissed off, so I can be all perspectivey. And I also plan to finish my gardening series. But, in the meantime, if you're hankering for some lengthy text, check out my mammoth new post on global food inflation over at Momocrats.
8 comments:
really good post over at momocrats, Jae. you worked well under the pressures of a deadline coupled with a break in/theft.
I cannot believe that happened to you. UNbelievable. And that you're coherent about it. I'd be a quivering mess (am big wuss.)
HBM, I am also a big wuss. But I've already had someone steal my purse before. At knifepoint. While I was carrying it. That was much worse, psychologically speaking.
And when I was a teenager someone threw a brick through my family's front apartment window, which was also scarier than this (because it was our HOME, and we were IN IT at the time).
And I've also been randomly groped by men on the street not once, not twice, but three times; one of these times the man actually tried to drag me away (He did not succeed, though. Threatening to rip a man's testicles off with one's bare hands does wonders in these situations, I have found.)
So . . . I guess I was sort of relieved that this crime happened to my car, while I was NOT inside of it.
I take it these things do not happen so often in The Canada? It must be such a nice place. *sigh*
They didn't get your brand spankin' new laptop, did they? If they did, I think I'd be sick for you.
Weird, too, that Rebecca of Girl's Gone Child fame also had her car broken into and her iPod stolen over the weekend.
I know-- that is weird about it happening to me and Rebecca in the same couple of days. I went over there and left a comment yesterday to let her know she has a car-break-in twin.
They did NOT get the laptop, because when I got out of the car, I noticed broken car window glass on the ground, and I said, "John, people have been breaking into cars around here." So we took the laptop inside the restaurant with us. Thank heavens. If only I had remembered he'd brought his MP3 player in the car I would have told him to take that, too. Though I'm not sure it would have mattered, because I am not sure they even saw the MP3 player until they had already broken the window; it's black and it was inside a cupholder, and it was dark outside. The cop we talked to said people have been breaking car windows down there apparently just for kicks; she was actually shocked that the whole row of cars hadn't been hit.
I would be a quivering mess if they had taken that new laptop.
P.S. The new DS was in the laptop case, too. So that's TWO devices would have been stolen if we'd left them in the car.
OH my gosh J. Am reading your previous comment. You could write a book just on your crime experiences alone. All of that is scarey stuff. I guess you found the silver linking tho -- you weren't IN the car at least at the time.
The fact that a shooting happened as well? How did you not pee in your pants? Eeek!
p.s. GARDENING series.
*pant, pant*
Post a Comment