I got my car back last night. Certainly in worse shape than I last
saw it and with damage I couldn’t have anticipated, but we’ll get to
that in a moment.
The story goes like this : yesterday, we got a voicemail from a dude
calling who reported (to us) that there was a silver Nissan parked in
their drive and that they had dug through it looking for a phone
number because it had been sitting there for a couple of weeks. They
found ours on an oil change receipt.
We called the guy back and let him know that we had filed a stolen
vehicle report on it and that we had to get the GRPD out before we
could anything about the car. We called the GRPD with the location.
They told us we needed to go there and confirm that it is our car. We
drove over there (two blocks away from our house) and called the GRPD.
They arrived, took this story, and dusted for prints.
Exciting, I know. Some of you (who might have seen me this morning), are probably wondering why then am I still riding my bicycle to work. Now we’re getting to the good part.
A flashlight inspection revealed the following “interesting” scenario:
doors unlocked, no broken glass (I religiously lock my doors). The
ignition wasn’t punched. The column wasn’t broken. The car stereo
FACEPLATE was stolen (irony, I know, but it was a $75 stereo).
Couldn’t see anything else that was stolen other than I think they
took some change I had between the seats. Weird stuff, but it gets
weirder.
The roof was caved in from what appears to be multiple people JUMPING
on it (good shoeprints… I don’t wash the car). The hood is in the
same condition. Yes, people, someone stole my car so they could ditch
it in a random student housing parking lot two blocks away and JUMP ON
IT.
I wish I could make this shit up…
I drove the car home and parked it. It started, car was in the off
position, doesn’t appear to have been hotwired, but I can’t be sure.
It wasn’t out of gas, but was as close as I had left it; floating near
E. In the dark, I can’t do an electrical inspection to try to figure
out how they got it started so I don’t trust going anywhere in it
until I determine that the wiring is still safe.
Un-fucking-real… that’s all I have to say.
Anyone want to buy a 97 Nissan Altima with a caved in roof and a hood
that looks like crumpled up paper? Needs a little work, but it
runs….
Angry &
Violent
Martini Mood
F%@k It!
As many if you probably know by now, I abhor cars. Well, it’s really a love/hate relationship I guess. Cars get me places I want to go; like the beer store. But I still hate them.
Chillin
Tired of Everything









