Had a little bit of a rude awakening this morning.
I prepared myself for another day in this crazy "news" room, and yes, I will explain the quotes in a follow up post. So, I get ready to head out to the office and I decide, rather than walking, I am going to drive so I can stop and get some Starbuck's. And lo and behold, there is my lovely new convertible vw beetle, with a big fat smashed in window.
Now, I lived in a large city for about 13 years. I lived in many many many different apartments and actually had a few cars while I lived there and not ONCE was a broken in to. One month in a little southern town and what happens... vandalism. The crack head that smashed my window didn't even take anything. It wasn't even a robbery, it was just a vandalism.
Needless to say, I am sort of missing my Boston commute to work. You know... the commute on the bus in southie, surrounded by drunks and homeless people. I mean, at least those people left me alone.
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Dang. Sorry to hear that. I say the same thing about Chicago...the homeless and/or crazies could care less about you. Hope your insurance covers it. THAT is not hospitality. It does still exist though. Cousin Erin
I'm sorry to hear about your car. The only time I've ever had a car broken into was in...you guessed it...Columbia, South Carolina. What is it about that town?
Man that's rough.
Hope the whole thing's over and done with quicklike.
They got me this year too.
CVR
That happened to me back in JP. Three times. Crackheads looking for loose change. Once, the door was actually unlocked. The only thing worse than a crackhead is a stupid crackhead.
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