I’m so mad I could spit.
I came home from the store today to find a car in the parking lot across the street had its window smashed in, likely something stolen from inside. I don’t know whose car it is, but it pisses me off that some ass-crack got away with this in broad daylight in front of MY HOUSE.
Because I’m like fricken Jimmy Stewart in Rear Window around here and have a dog that barks at rain, so if something had smashed while I was home you can bet I’d have seen it AND let my dog out the gate to chomp some ass.
I’m also mad because our car was broken into a few weeks ago, which I could have easily chalked up to a random casualty of urban dwelling, but now it seems we have a CRIME SPREE on our hands. I told Bryan we should get a surveillance camera and do our own little sting a la The Wire.
At any rate, it was raining, and there was a baby’s car seat in the back, so I put some plastic over the window to keep it all dry.