This is beyond WTPF - really
OK so my day yesterday was so intensely, surreally bizarre that I just can’t do it justice in words, though I will try.
Yesterday morning, things going normally, though I was tired as hell because I only got 9 hours of sleep in 48 hours. I got ready for work and then went down and let the dogs outside. I came back in to begin smoothie preparation when the dogs went bat-shit crazy outside and I heard shirtless Mark from next door yelling for me. I went outside and he said “Hey, I think someone vandalized your car last night. Meet me out back and we will have a look at it.” I thought my window was probably busted out, and was thinking what a PITA it would be to get that fixed. So I open the back gate and venture outside to find that someone had stolen the back left wheel of of my car!
Seriously!
It was just totally gone, and the car was propped up on an old tire they found behind the dumpster, with a big rock wedged under the front tire. Can you believe that!? I feel like that is the definition of ghetto, when someone is going to steal your wheel right off the car. And the tires are seven years old, just like the car, so it’s not like they got some great item. They must have been super hard up. So I called the cops, because there were these huge clear hand and palm and fingerprints on the side of the car. They sent a teeny tiny 15 year old rookie to take the report, I swear. And they told me that they don’t send fingerprint techs out for theft. Now, keep in mind that there were TEN shootings on Sunday night into Monday morning. Which had me thinking that maybe if they caught people with these big-as-life obvious-ass fingerprints, when all they were doing was stealing wheels, they might not have such a shooting problem with the same people later. I think that stealing wheels is pretty much the gateway crime. Or one of them. But hey, maybe that’s just me. :-/
Anyway, after the cop left. I was stumped as to what to do. If your window is knocked out you go drive somewhere and have it fixed, but if your wheel is gone… WTF, right?
Luckily I work with the most WONDERFUL people in the history of EVAR, and one of the guys came out and changed the tire for me. I am in official platonic co-worker love with him now. I guess the thieving morons had tried to take the spare off the back (I drive a little SUV with the spare on the outside back gate thingee) but it has locking lug nuts on it and they couldn’t get it. So John came out and changed it so I could get to work and then they’re ordering new tires and a new wheel for me, this time all of them with the locking lug nut thingees, so I will just get them all replaced at once. So my day started out insane and then I was at work and this guy from one of these sites messaged me. I hadn’t ever spoken to him before. here’s what he said:
We should get together over lunch sometime, we could masturbate in front of each other. Is your bush as full as your hair?
Be still my ever-loving heart. As a friend later said to me, if you ask enough times, I guess someone will take you up on just about anything.
Then the day only got more hectic. After work I met a friend for coffee and we had this marathon 2-hour conversation that just drained me emotionally. Nothing bad, just intense. So I came home and stared at the wall for an hour, and then went to bed. Then I woke up with the most horrific nightmare. So now I am rolling on 4 hours sleep Satuday night, 5.5 hours Sunday night and 5 hours Monday night, but interrupted with nightmares. You can only imagine how I feel. And tomorrow… vaginal ultrasound! Whoo-hoo!
Oh, my life is nothing but excitement.
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And way to go, awesome co-worker. It really is good to have people around you that can help with stuff like this. As much as we like to think of ourselves as independent, it really is impossible to be good– or even competent — at everything in our complicated world.