Sooooo, I was out gallivanting early this morning and had to make a pit stop at someone’s residence before heading to another. Just a couple of quick errands is all.
I park my car on the street, put my hazards on, run into a building, and just happened to look out the window of the building as I was leaving it two minutes later when a car pulls up alongside my car very slowly.
Now—I thought this was very suspicious behavior because there was a vast amount of parking directly behind my vehicle. So why pull parallel to my car????? Hmmmmm? That’s odd.
Someone jumps out on the passenger side, proceeds to try to open my driver’s side door with no luck since it was locked, and hops back into the car and they leave as if nothing happened.
And, I myself, being Nancy Drew and all was on the case! The Sherlock Holmes was itching to come out in me. Though I probably shouldn’t have been on the case in the first place.
These so-called thugs never saw me at all when they did this dastardly act. So I sprinted down the stairs out the door and hopped into the car with detective hat on.
Naturally, I turn down the side street that I saw them turn down and I followed with cell phone in hand. I finally caught up to the thugs and was directly behind them when I tried to take a picture of their license plate—but my cell phone did not focus clearly in time before they made another turn. (Dumb blurry cell phone!)
How could I completely forget about my brand new camera I had on me which would have done wonders with its zoom factor and all?! Dang it! Well I followed the heathens just a couple blocks before they realized I was the same car that they just tried to pry open.
Now the chase was on! They started driving like maniacs trying to dodge me as best they could. It wasn’t the smartest thing for me to do and I probably won’t do it again—but in this instance, at least I scared the dickens out of them. After a few blocks, I gave up. My life wasn’t worth all that.
What a couple of lowlife thugs. I mean—how pathetically sad is your life that you choose to attempt to break into cars early on Saturday mornings with your time. I really should feel sorry for the bloody blokes that their lives have come to this. Poor souls.
So, if you have nothing else to do today, be on the lookout for bad guys. Make sure your car doors are always locked and the inside of your car clean, spotless, and empty—and maybe don’t chase after the bad guys when you do see them. Leave that to our lovely officers. (Unless there’s a child involved in a snatching, of course—then IT’S ON AND POPPIN’ till you run out of gas!!)
Take-Away Life Lesson: Always have your local emergency services on speed-dial on your celly for situations such as these.