On Friday night I went out for dinner and drinks with a few girlfriends. One friend parked on a main street in the middle of the city. We had a lovely time. I got my fill of baba ganouj and garlicky cucumber yogurt soup with iced mint tea and sampled a tahini sauce that made my palate sing and...
Well, I'm turning into my grandmother, aren't I? No story can be told without detailing the food.
Around midnight, we walked Friend back to her car. A few cars away, we all saw that the rear passenger window was open. Now, if you live in the city, you never think, "did I leave the window open?" You know that "oh, great. Someone broke into my car."
Friend did an inventory while I reported it to the police. This city's police handle all broken-in cars by phone these days because, as the officer noted, "there are so many; crime is really, really bad these days."
That's brotherly love for you.
Gone was her GPS, satellite radio, a fistful of random cords, and cool little coin purse. Before you feel pangs in your own empathetic heart: the GPS was low-end $50 unit, the radio was broken beyond repair, and the coin purse contained an estimated $.12. Even better! All those cords were broken. They left the only working cord! And they left the GPS cord, too. Replacement GPS cords, I'm told, are almost as expensive as the unit itself. They also took two vouchers for a complimentary meal for two at any Hilton restaurant. (I'm praying that the thief uses those to treat his mother next month.)
Then, a howl. "They took my WORK clothes!" My heart stopped. I know how expensive work clothes are, especially hers. I quickly prayed that the work clothes would find their way to someone who needed a really, really nice interview suit. "Was it your interview suit?" I asked, afraid to hear the answer.
"Nah, just a few shirts," she said, calming down. "And something else, too..." she murmured.
The stolen bag held her dirty, filthy, disgusting laundry from a recent business trip. Work shirts, gym clothes, and unmentionables. All stinky and sweaty. Sexy. But even better (or worse!) she had suffered what she delicately called "extreme ladybit issues" on her trip and the evidence was all over the bottoms.
So that was the haul: a bunch of useless plastic, two meals for two, and a bag of clothing that definitely qualifies as biohazardous material at this point.
Crime doesn't pay, kids!
On a more serious note, I am increasingly saddened by how many people out there have zero regard for the property of others. I'm not naive and I know that there are far more serious crimes. But it makes me sad. Remember when I hit my friend's neighbor's car? The guy was floored that I knocked on his door. Plenty of people told me that I could have - and even should have - just driven off. I don't say that to put the spotlight on my values :) but to show the sad, sorry state we're in. Where honesty and doing the right thing is rare and, when we see something we want, we are loath to let trifling matters of finances or ownership get in the way.
The break-in occurred on a busy street on a Friday night between 8pm and midnight. The car was alarmed. And the Upright Moral Citizen(s) had plenty of time: the mess of papers in the glove compartment was meticulously sorted and several expired vouchers for complimentary meals were left behind. I'm certainly not proposing that any of the multiple people who had to have seen this go down were under any obligation to step in. I know I would not, not with the number of trigger-happy thugs in this city. But, to put it bluntly, one has to have some pretty big cahunas to smash a window and take his sweet time. Don't tell me it was some crackhead, because he had enough presence of mind to sort through the unexpired and expired meal vouchers. Yes, I know that theft or damage to another's property has been around for a while, but...I can't help but theorize that it is related to today's culture of gimme, gimme, gimme, and gimme now!
***Usefulness of the day: Can't hurt to stash a roll of duct tape and a couple of heavy-duty contractors trash bags in the car just in case you need to tape up any windows!










