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So last night my car got broken into, sort of. There were no windows smashed or anything, so I don't know how the culprit (that word rules) got in, but anyhow.
Here's the damage:
They opened my glove compartment, and emptied the contents of it out onto my seats, probably as they were going through all my shit. There's nothing in there but papers, so they didn't find anything.
They went through all my cds. If you've been in my car, you know that I have cds everywhere; a bunch of them in my sun visor thing, a bunch under my dashboard, and a bunch in my driver's side door compartment. All my cds are accounted for. Seriously not a single one (that I even care about or can't burn a copy of again) is missing.
They pulled my little change holder thing out from its compartment next to my steering wheel. There's never any money in it, so they left it on top of the pile of shit on my driver's seat.
I dunno if they looked at the shit in my back seat or not, but Lorri's winter coat and all of Anne's alcohol was still there.
They got into my trunk. Smart thieves, figuring out how to open shit up.
I guess? My guitar was in there. It was still in there when I came out. That would have been the main thing I would have taken.
So what DID get stolen? My backpack. That orange and black North Face backpack I always run around with.
Contents of the backpack:
1 terror t-shirt
1 linkin park t-shirt (fuckin pissed)
1 undying t-shirt
1 blue/white striped polo shirt
1 gray polo undershirt
1 pair navy blue polo PJ pants
1 pair gray gap PJ sweatpants
1 pair black nike mesh shorts
3 pair CK boxer briefs
2 pair nautica ankle socks
1 white guitar polishing cloth
some deodorant
some lotion
a toothbrush
They took all my fucking napkins that I keep in my drivers side visor, too. What an asshole.
In short, the "thief" got away with my backpack full of dirty clothes that had been mawshed hard in. Honestly, I'm more upset about losing the backpack than the clothes in it, but on top of that I'm confused as to why the shit that was actually of any sort of value is STILL IN MY CAR. I guess listening to metal pays off sometimes. They probably looked at all my cds and said "wow, this is fucking bullshit" and left them all.
Weird.
Here's the damage:
They opened my glove compartment, and emptied the contents of it out onto my seats, probably as they were going through all my shit. There's nothing in there but papers, so they didn't find anything.
They went through all my cds. If you've been in my car, you know that I have cds everywhere; a bunch of them in my sun visor thing, a bunch under my dashboard, and a bunch in my driver's side door compartment. All my cds are accounted for. Seriously not a single one (that I even care about or can't burn a copy of again) is missing.
They pulled my little change holder thing out from its compartment next to my steering wheel. There's never any money in it, so they left it on top of the pile of shit on my driver's seat.
I dunno if they looked at the shit in my back seat or not, but Lorri's winter coat and all of Anne's alcohol was still there.
They got into my trunk. Smart thieves, figuring out how to open shit up.
I guess? My guitar was in there. It was still in there when I came out. That would have been the main thing I would have taken.
So what DID get stolen? My backpack. That orange and black North Face backpack I always run around with.
Contents of the backpack:
1 terror t-shirt
1 linkin park t-shirt (fuckin pissed)
1 undying t-shirt
1 blue/white striped polo shirt
1 gray polo undershirt
1 pair navy blue polo PJ pants
1 pair gray gap PJ sweatpants
1 pair black nike mesh shorts
3 pair CK boxer briefs
2 pair nautica ankle socks
1 white guitar polishing cloth
some deodorant
some lotion
a toothbrush
They took all my fucking napkins that I keep in my drivers side visor, too. What an asshole.
In short, the "thief" got away with my backpack full of dirty clothes that had been mawshed hard in. Honestly, I'm more upset about losing the backpack than the clothes in it, but on top of that I'm confused as to why the shit that was actually of any sort of value is STILL IN MY CAR. I guess listening to metal pays off sometimes. They probably looked at all my cds and said "wow, this is fucking bullshit" and left them all.
Weird.