So two nights ago, my van got broken into. Well, I guess not technically broken into, since I left it unlocked. They rummaged through the glove compartment, pulled out all the ash trays, and dumped out my first aid kit. Unfortunately for them, the only things they could steal were orange boxes and a bail of twine....oh yeah, and a really nice stick.
Once I realized what had happened I was a little frightened. It's scary to think that someone had been searching through my property. After about 20 minutes of that, I began to think of how frustrating it must have been to finally find an unlocked vehicle, and then not find a CENT. I laughed. Just last week, my sister-in-law was driving with me and questioned why I didn't lock the doors when we went into the store. "Someone would have to be stupid to steal something from in there," was my reply, "plus I think if I locked the doors, I might not be able to unlock them."
So, sorry Mr. Robber, that I didn't have money for you. Maybe next time do you think you could put everything back neatly where you found it...
3 comment(s):
Hehe. :)
Is it your new years res to post a song every time? Anyhow, I like.
van? since when? sorry about the stick.
They didn't actually take the stick or the boxes, those were just the only things they could have stolen, because that's all I had in there.
I drive a really cool green Safari van. It's technically a nursery vehicle, but I've claimed it.
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