July 21st, 2009
|10:19 am - Theft, and comfort.|
So our car got rifled and our GPS stolen out of the glove compartment some time between Sunday night and this morning. I think it was Sunday night, as I noticed a random coupon in our yard yesterday while watering the garden that I thought was in the car. I didn't think much of it at the time - just that it had escaped - but given that whoever it was threw everything from the neat cubby holes all over the car I bet that's when it escaped.
No damage was done to the car, so I'm thinking we stupidly left the car unlocked last time we parked it.
The GPS was a cheapo refurb so it's not like we're out a lot of cash, but the sense of violation is strong. The car was parked behind our house, not on the street. It's not even in view of the street, which means someone was wandering around our back yard looking for stuff to take. I haven't checked the garage yet, hoping our bikes are still there. I didn't think of that until I got to work today.
The sense of violation is strong, and I'm not very comfortable with that.
Current Location: work
|Date:||July 21st, 2009 02:37 pm (UTC)|| |
Oh, man, I'm sorry. The sense of violation is awful. *hugs*
ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh i HATE that. i've had my car done like that twice, though they only got spare change and my ghetto-tastic cellphone.
i lock my car now :(
hope the bikes are ok.
To see my main suspect you need only go into your back yard and..look up (and to the left a bit (with the car on your right) but that's just me.. I'm so sorry, that sucks!
They're annoying, but I don't think they're thieves.
I completely understand how you feel. It's not much fun. =/
|Date:||July 21st, 2009 02:54 pm (UTC)|| |
Places I've lived have been robbed three times in my lifetime. It's sucked every single time and yes, the sense of violation is strongest.
|Date:||July 21st, 2009 03:16 pm (UTC)|| |
|Date:||July 21st, 2009 03:17 pm (UTC)|| |
Oh yuck!! How horrible. I know it's just a GPS, but it feels so... wrong when that kind of thing happens. Glad the car itself is still there.
Ugh so awful and stressful. It's not the money, it'st he peace of mind.
I'm so sorry, how horrible. :(
If you want, I can hang out on your porch with a shotgun loaded with rock salt. I can even get liquored up first to increase the crazy redneck vibe.
Nah, man. You forgot the "don't tread on me" flag and the dawg. Leave it to the professionals. ;)
Blurgh. Sorry to hear that. I would feel pretty poor about it too, especially given the situation you describe.
|Date:||July 21st, 2009 03:51 pm (UTC)|| |
Bleargh. I know the feeling, and I'm sorry you has it. :(
It does suck, truly. But if you and prosicated are fine and the car is undamaged then, once the shock wears off, it's not really that big a deal. It happens, it's just stuff, and the feeling of needing to protect yourself from the stupid ugliness of the world fades.
Until that happens, though, go with wandryng1 and me on your porch. :)
Seconded. It's just stuff.
And if you need more threatening folks for your porch, badlittlemonkey
can LOOK imposing (although we know he's a teddy bear), and he does a mean Alabama redneck accent!
|Date:||July 21st, 2009 04:05 pm (UTC)|| |
*Hugs*. That is so icky. I'm glad nothing was damaged, and hopefully, door-locking in the future will prevent further trouble.
man, do i agree with that. hope the garage is untouched and that a cheapie refurb GPS comes up soon. *cuddles* to you and Meg.
|Date:||July 21st, 2009 06:37 pm (UTC)|| |
urgh. hate hate loathe and despise that feeling.
once upon a time, I lived in the Quiet Corner of Connecticut, and we didn't lock our cars -- nor did we stress overmuch about remembering or forgetting to lock the house -- until the night someone took satchels from both my and my then-fiancée's cars. They didn't take the bags far -- behind a stone wall next to the driveway for one, and behind a stone wall across the street for the other -- but they did mess up their contents, and strew some of it around the grounds, as there really wasn't anything *in* them to take. They didn't bother with the actual valuables that *were* in the cars. We never figured this one out.
once upon another time, I lived in Newtonville, and we *did* lock our cars. But someone had a Slim Jim, and wasn't afraid to use it. Regularly. They didn't want our electronics (radar detectors, CBs, car stereos, were all left untouched), but did want our change (they dug into all the typical change-holding cubbies, and emptied them). Sometimes they locked up when they left, but their visit was always obvious.
once upon yet another time, my car was parked outside my office. Whoever the miscreant was this time, they waited until I'd gone out and grabbed dinner-stuff (I know, because I got something from the car, then), and then they popped a lock and stole my toolbox and a couple boxes of cassettes (this was before car CDs were really viable).
Then there was that Great Luggage Theft about 3 years ago. The most expensive, and most violating, and actually most surprising, even though it *did* happen in a hotel parking lot ...
Each time, it takes me months or years before I feel comfortable leaving *anything* in my car, *anywhere*. It *sucks*. I'd so much rather they come say "give me $$$, and we'll leave your car and stuff alone." Because it's *not* about the money. (It *is*, to me, about some of the stuff ... irreplaceable cassettes of bands long gone, one-of-a-kind art pieces, and such.) But the violation is *horrendous.*
I'm sorry you get to share this with me.
Eeeep! that's so very Not Okay. ewww. twitch. It's like when someone gropes you on the T and even though they only touched you through clothes, you still want to go home and shower off the "icky." bleh.
Interesting week for "could have been much worse" household situations.
Oh, I'm so sorry, Ry! When I was living in Indiana, someone smashed in the driver-side window of my car for *no* apparent reason (they didn't even take the change in the change holder) and that sense of violation took a long time to go away. But, it *does* fade over time. I will be sending positive thoughts your way.
That really sucks. I'm so sorry. Hugs to you and prosicated.
|Date:||July 22nd, 2009 02:20 pm (UTC)|| |
I know what you mean about the sense of violation. It's a horrible, very uncomfortable feeling. Someone stole my husband's i-pod and went through his car when it was in our driveway at our old house, right next to our side door and everything. We were maybe 50 feet away when it happened and we think they were watching to see if we were paying attention. I don't know what to tell you to make you feel better, but we did when we got a little more proactive/paranoid (but not too much) about locking things up, not keeping anything in the car ever, etc. Did you call the police?