Every morning I stop at home ... say hi to the kid or the hubby. There's a nice funeral home a block a way that I park my large bus in. This morning I pull up park, and I see daughter and husband marching toward me, and behind them two squad cars. DAMN!
I am mad, because I know the popping noises that I heard at 1:30 am came from my kid's car (parked on the street) along with the neighbor's car. Seems some delinquent, bratty, worthless kids broke her window and took her stereo. Stereo I can deal with, window and all that glass smashed all over her front seat and on her college books, made me want to ring someone's neck!
Popping noise at 1 am I figured it was neighbor as I looked out the window saw his lights on in his truck and another car behind it. I figured they were making noise like they some times do. But no it was the sound of cinder blocks hitting his truck window.
I said a variety of bad words in front of the police, they were sympathetic, told me that I should never hesitate to call them at night. We have plenty of them to go around! Then I found out that the neighbor down the alley, same thing broken window, stolen GPS. Down the block too.
I am putting the word out on the street...I will find you and you will pay...or at least your parents will!!!