Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Calgon, Take Me Away

Can I just catch a break for once with this car? I feel like it's possessed, has bad karma, or screams 'VANDALIZE ME!'

In the five months that I've been here, it has taken a beating. The mountains really did a number on it's insides, then it got ripped apart in a hit and run/side swipe sort of deal the first night of staying, then I had the baseball bat to the back window a few weeks ago and now this.




(In case you can't quite make it out, it's about a size 11 Converse shoe print.)

The funny thing about this (if it is funny), is that I was in a dead sleep last week and woke up to some drunk guy screaming expletives about how much he 'Hates this apartment complex'. I could hear banging on the patio fences as he stumbled by...it was quiet for a few seconds...then I heard the thud of something. I kind of giggled to myself and thought, "Great, that was probably my car." At least I didn't hear glass shattering.

I went about my business Friday morning and headed into work after a quick look over of the car and didn't see anything out of the ordinary. Once I left work for the night and the sun was shining on the driver's side of the car, that's when I noticed the dusty foot print.

Why do people feel the need to damage somebody elses property? I've worked hard to get where I am and can't understand why such trivial things happen and for no reason. This has been one of the most frustrating things for me to experience out here - probably because I just don't get it.

3 comments:

April said...

oh dear friend, I know what you are talking about. Since I've been out west for less than a month I've had my tires cut, paint scratched and then the entire side backed into and crushed. What gives?!! I am sorry for this stress for you. Having spent much time on the phone with the insurance company recently I know this is a pain in the arse! Sending a hug your way!

Marcie said...

oh my goodness... i'm so sorry to hear about YOUR car - you know when you think that these things happen to only you? glad to know that they don't, though :) it's just maddening to know that people think this is funny or something... i'm giving you a hug right back!

Rebecca said...

I was SOOOOO lucky with the car damages out in Oakland/San Fran. Do you believe I only had a couple little scratches on the back bumper during the course of that year? The street I lived on helped, plus I lived in a house with a little odd garage - the size of a gnats ass!! But hey, it helped. Goodness, poor car!!