iamhydrogen
05-15-2009, 12:55 PM
Yesterday was supposed to be the short day of my week, I had all of my experiments and procedures planned out such so that I could be in at 10 and out by 4:30 to go to the gym. My nice neat schedule changed however when I got to my car and found this:
http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l315/nmonte05/Break02.jpg
http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l315/nmonte05/Break03.jpg
http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l315/nmonte05/Break10.jpg
http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l315/nmonte05/Break04.jpg
http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l315/nmonte05/Break05.jpg
And yes, on the passenger seat is a cigarette that was thrown in the car while still lit by whatever f*cktard broke in.
I called the boston police, who told me to call 911 (state police), who then transferred me to 911 (boston PD), who took my info and said they would send the first available cruiser. I waited for the cop for an hour before calling back to check that someone was still on the way. BPD told me that they had gotten busy in the interim but that someone would be coming shortly, however after another hour they called me back saying that they were still too busy and that it would be at least an additional 2 hours for a cruiser because as a breaking and entering victim I was a low priority, so I should just go to the nearest station to file the report. They asked if I was familiar with the area, to which I said 'yes, I know where BPD headquarters is on Tremont' and asked if they had a lot to put the car in. Their response was that I can't file a report at the Boston police headquarters, and that I should go to the next nearest station - Dudley. Knowing that I was headed straight into the heart of the f*cking ghetto driving a bmw with a smashed in passenger window was just icing on the old rape cake. After another hour and a half or so at the Dudley station (with the car parked outside getting drenched by the rain) - during which time I was witnessed all manor of city's most upstanding citizens trying to bailout their boyfriend/husband/son/dealer with multiple warrants in multiple cities - I finally left that hellhole to drive back to somerville....in the pouring rain...covered in broken glass...missing a GPS, 100 cds that will probably just get thrown out, and a whole lot of love for the city....so that I could start the process of doing this:
http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l315/nmonte05/Break11.jpg
http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l315/nmonte05/Break12.jpg
I've just about had it...I'm seriously considering selling the car to buy a stripped out track rat and a piece of sh*t pickup truck that'll be functionally ugly. ~$4000 in damage in the last 18-months - of which my only part has been parking with consideration for the other cars around me - is just too f*cking much, it's not worth it.
Cliffs: f*ckitall...just look at the pics.
http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l315/nmonte05/Break02.jpg
http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l315/nmonte05/Break03.jpg
http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l315/nmonte05/Break10.jpg
http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l315/nmonte05/Break04.jpg
http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l315/nmonte05/Break05.jpg
And yes, on the passenger seat is a cigarette that was thrown in the car while still lit by whatever f*cktard broke in.
I called the boston police, who told me to call 911 (state police), who then transferred me to 911 (boston PD), who took my info and said they would send the first available cruiser. I waited for the cop for an hour before calling back to check that someone was still on the way. BPD told me that they had gotten busy in the interim but that someone would be coming shortly, however after another hour they called me back saying that they were still too busy and that it would be at least an additional 2 hours for a cruiser because as a breaking and entering victim I was a low priority, so I should just go to the nearest station to file the report. They asked if I was familiar with the area, to which I said 'yes, I know where BPD headquarters is on Tremont' and asked if they had a lot to put the car in. Their response was that I can't file a report at the Boston police headquarters, and that I should go to the next nearest station - Dudley. Knowing that I was headed straight into the heart of the f*cking ghetto driving a bmw with a smashed in passenger window was just icing on the old rape cake. After another hour and a half or so at the Dudley station (with the car parked outside getting drenched by the rain) - during which time I was witnessed all manor of city's most upstanding citizens trying to bailout their boyfriend/husband/son/dealer with multiple warrants in multiple cities - I finally left that hellhole to drive back to somerville....in the pouring rain...covered in broken glass...missing a GPS, 100 cds that will probably just get thrown out, and a whole lot of love for the city....so that I could start the process of doing this:
http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l315/nmonte05/Break11.jpg
http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l315/nmonte05/Break12.jpg
I've just about had it...I'm seriously considering selling the car to buy a stripped out track rat and a piece of sh*t pickup truck that'll be functionally ugly. ~$4000 in damage in the last 18-months - of which my only part has been parking with consideration for the other cars around me - is just too f*cking much, it's not worth it.
Cliffs: f*ckitall...just look at the pics.