Sunday, September 19, 2010

erg

A friend of mine got his car stolen tonight. Which apparently means that driving a shitbox is no defense. There were three of us hanging out at a coffeeshop. What's weird is that one of the baristas had her car stolen from the same lot at about the same time. The cop my friend was talking to was all, "Maybe it just got towed." He must have been winning at poker and didn't want to leave.

3 comments:

susan said...

Nasty business, that and I know it happens a lot. So far we've been lucky that not to have encountered a thief who drives stick.

Ben said...

Yeah, you may have given them pause there.

Despite what I said before, it's a pretty sturdy car. Just old, and not a fashionable kind of old. The good news (of a sort) is that it's been stolen before, so there's a precedent for it being found.

susan said...

I hope so. Nobody can afford theft insurance.. except those who can also afford body guards.

ps: Check my blog for some interesting pics of Halifax. Too many now to mail them :-)