this day sucks
This morning I woke up because my neighbour knocked at the door at 11. As my bro and i were both sleeping and didn't want to get up she then rang and my bro went down to open. I thought that if my neighbour decided to ring it meant something serious had happened because she usually only knocks. My bro then knocked at my bedroom door and said: "you parked the car out of the street yesterday? get up, it has been vandalized".
And I was like "WTF?!".
There's a major problem of parking in my street. Each house has one parking area, except ours. Great. And then , there are more and more cars, because of children getting older and having their own cars. So it's very complicated sometimes. And some people in the street just make no efforts, like my neighbour who can park in front of his garage but refuses to do so and take one "free" spot in the street. Or like a woman further who works at home because she takes care of children and uses her car like once a week and always at daytime when people at work... and yet park her car on a free spot instead of in her garage, as if her husband car parked in front of it would prevent her from going in and out (when she doesn't use her car when he's back from work!!!).
So it's a mess and some selfish people make it worse. this week, I used the car 6 days in a row, and 4 times I came back and had no place to park. Which forced me to park the car out of the street, since parallel to our street is an avenue with my old school and there are parking lots. Yesterday I came from work at 8pm and surprise, surprise... no place for me, so the car had to stay in front of the school.
And then this morning my neighbourg came out of a parents meeting at school and saw that one of my windows was broken! We got dressed very quickly and I told my bro we should take a look and see if something had been stolen but he said we should go right to the police station, which we did.
We had to wait like 30min! only 2 guys working and doing it very slowly since ppl at the police station this morning all came for "material" things, no one for assault, rape, or physical harm of any sort. In the meantime, 2 couples were there with us saying that both their cars had been vandalized in my city as well but in another neighborhood. The funny thing is one of the guys was an old classmate of mine, I had not seen him in 10 years so we started talking a little.
Finally a police officer came for me (about time dude!). He asked questions about what had been stolen or broken apart the window and i said I had no idea since my bro said should not approach the car in case they would search for fingerprints or other traces... so he called a police car and asked them to go to this street and look for a car with a broken window... the guys answered they passed across the street and saw the car...
Hellooooooooooooooooooo! in which country police officers are dumb/lazy enough to notice a car that has been vandalized and instead of searching for the owners to tell them they just keep on going round in the city with their car, doing nothing ... that's the most stupid thing I learnt today.
Anyway, they went back to the car and said nothing looked unusual except the broken window. So then the officer asked me a gazillion questions, took my identity and personal info :
-"profession?"
-"hmmm, I'll be a lawyer within a month"
-"oh, welcome to the job"
o...k...
I eventually went out of the police station. Back to home we called the insurance company. Very nice lady on the phone, she gave me addresses of garages to repair the window... but they were all closed on Saturday! and it had to be one of the garages approved by the insurance otherwise we would have had to pay for the new window... she finally found one but had to wait 1hr30 before it opened in the afternoon.
So as we couldn't drive the car with all the glass everywhere we took profit of this time to clean it all. Damn, so many pieces of glass, so small, everywhere in the car. We really had to clean before driving, it was too dangerous, especially as many small pieces went on the seat...
Then my bro took his car i followed him with mom's car, with my door with no window. there wasn't much glass left, but still at any shock on the road i could hear the noise of tiny piece of glass falling next to me, that wasn't a very pleasant noise.
The car won't be repaired before Monday or Tuesday. And i was supposed to go pick my parents at the aiport tomorrow night with mom's car (they come back from a one week holidays in Tunisia). They don't know yet. Since we took care of everything we didn't want to call them and make them panic for nothing. So tomorrow night they'll know... when i'll arrive at the airport with my dad's car! I never took his car before, i'd better be careful with it.
That was a really crappy day.
Oh and btw, nothing had been stolen in the car (there was nothing actually to take) and also the way they broke the window there was a lot og glass still in place, no one could enter the car by the window, too dangerous. And they didn't either open the lock by passing an arm through the window, because my bro when he moved the car for we clean it he saw that the door was still "locked". And nothing else was broken or showed traces that they tried to break them...
Which meant the guys who did that broke the window just for the sake of breaking the window. Charming. Little bastards.
And I was like "WTF?!".
There's a major problem of parking in my street. Each house has one parking area, except ours. Great. And then , there are more and more cars, because of children getting older and having their own cars. So it's very complicated sometimes. And some people in the street just make no efforts, like my neighbour who can park in front of his garage but refuses to do so and take one "free" spot in the street. Or like a woman further who works at home because she takes care of children and uses her car like once a week and always at daytime when people at work... and yet park her car on a free spot instead of in her garage, as if her husband car parked in front of it would prevent her from going in and out (when she doesn't use her car when he's back from work!!!).
So it's a mess and some selfish people make it worse. this week, I used the car 6 days in a row, and 4 times I came back and had no place to park. Which forced me to park the car out of the street, since parallel to our street is an avenue with my old school and there are parking lots. Yesterday I came from work at 8pm and surprise, surprise... no place for me, so the car had to stay in front of the school.
And then this morning my neighbourg came out of a parents meeting at school and saw that one of my windows was broken! We got dressed very quickly and I told my bro we should take a look and see if something had been stolen but he said we should go right to the police station, which we did.
We had to wait like 30min! only 2 guys working and doing it very slowly since ppl at the police station this morning all came for "material" things, no one for assault, rape, or physical harm of any sort. In the meantime, 2 couples were there with us saying that both their cars had been vandalized in my city as well but in another neighborhood. The funny thing is one of the guys was an old classmate of mine, I had not seen him in 10 years so we started talking a little.
Finally a police officer came for me (about time dude!). He asked questions about what had been stolen or broken apart the window and i said I had no idea since my bro said should not approach the car in case they would search for fingerprints or other traces... so he called a police car and asked them to go to this street and look for a car with a broken window... the guys answered they passed across the street and saw the car...
Hellooooooooooooooooooo! in which country police officers are dumb/lazy enough to notice a car that has been vandalized and instead of searching for the owners to tell them they just keep on going round in the city with their car, doing nothing ... that's the most stupid thing I learnt today.
Anyway, they went back to the car and said nothing looked unusual except the broken window. So then the officer asked me a gazillion questions, took my identity and personal info :
-"profession?"
-"hmmm, I'll be a lawyer within a month"
-"oh, welcome to the job"
o...k...
I eventually went out of the police station. Back to home we called the insurance company. Very nice lady on the phone, she gave me addresses of garages to repair the window... but they were all closed on Saturday! and it had to be one of the garages approved by the insurance otherwise we would have had to pay for the new window... she finally found one but had to wait 1hr30 before it opened in the afternoon.
So as we couldn't drive the car with all the glass everywhere we took profit of this time to clean it all. Damn, so many pieces of glass, so small, everywhere in the car. We really had to clean before driving, it was too dangerous, especially as many small pieces went on the seat...
Then my bro took his car i followed him with mom's car, with my door with no window. there wasn't much glass left, but still at any shock on the road i could hear the noise of tiny piece of glass falling next to me, that wasn't a very pleasant noise.
The car won't be repaired before Monday or Tuesday. And i was supposed to go pick my parents at the aiport tomorrow night with mom's car (they come back from a one week holidays in Tunisia). They don't know yet. Since we took care of everything we didn't want to call them and make them panic for nothing. So tomorrow night they'll know... when i'll arrive at the airport with my dad's car! I never took his car before, i'd better be careful with it.
That was a really crappy day.
Oh and btw, nothing had been stolen in the car (there was nothing actually to take) and also the way they broke the window there was a lot og glass still in place, no one could enter the car by the window, too dangerous. And they didn't either open the lock by passing an arm through the window, because my bro when he moved the car for we clean it he saw that the door was still "locked". And nothing else was broken or showed traces that they tried to break them...
Which meant the guys who did that broke the window just for the sake of breaking the window. Charming. Little bastards.