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Fucking Rat Bastards!
The wife and I took the afternoon off Friday. We had lunch together and then planned to go home, get the car, and go to a movie. I wanted to change into some shorts, so I emptied my pockets onto the shelf like always, and I noticed a stack of 10 Sacajawea dollars was missing. “Hey, did you move my dollars?”
“No.” Replied the wife.
“Who the hell took my money?”
“Uh, maybe the person who broke into our house?”
I walked into the kitchen where SB was, and saw the thing that once served as a back door to our apartment. The door was split in two, the deadbolt in several pieces, and the door frame was sort of missing. I was standing there still looking at the mess of the door, when SB called down from the bedroom.
“They took my grandmother’s diamond!”
The realization that she had gone upstairs gave me a very sick feeling. I couldn’t see anything else missing, which meant either they didn’t want much, or they weren’t finished.
“SB will you come back down here please.”
When she got back downstairs I asked her to stay with me while I called the police, whispering ‘just in case they’re still here’.
I saw that flash in her eye. That glint that every Irish woman gets right before deciding to disembowel someone. I raised an eyebrow, and she took my hint that charging through the house for some bloodletting at this stage might be hazardous.
After calling the police I immediately called the landlord for a new door. The cop was able to get some prints off the door handle, but the odds of them actually catching these crack addicts are slim. They took two rings out of my wife’s jewelry box, that stack of dollars I mentioned before, and our entire dvd collection. That's it. My laptop was sitting in plain sight on the coffee table. Apparently they didn't realize it's the most expensive item in the house. And they must not like our choice in music either. All the cd's are accounted for.
They took my Samurai Jack and all of my lord of the rings extended editions. Fifty or so dvds they took. They took all of the Bonanza dvd’s I bought SB for Christmas. The good news is they took my wedding ring from my marriage to the other woman. Never did figure out what to do with it...
Fortunately, they shut the door enough to keep the cats in.
It’s kinda freaky knowing someone can just kick your fucking door in.
The wife and I took the afternoon off Friday. We had lunch together and then planned to go home, get the car, and go to a movie. I wanted to change into some shorts, so I emptied my pockets onto the shelf like always, and I noticed a stack of 10 Sacajawea dollars was missing. “Hey, did you move my dollars?”
“No.” Replied the wife.
“Who the hell took my money?”
“Uh, maybe the person who broke into our house?”
I walked into the kitchen where SB was, and saw the thing that once served as a back door to our apartment. The door was split in two, the deadbolt in several pieces, and the door frame was sort of missing. I was standing there still looking at the mess of the door, when SB called down from the bedroom.
“They took my grandmother’s diamond!”
The realization that she had gone upstairs gave me a very sick feeling. I couldn’t see anything else missing, which meant either they didn’t want much, or they weren’t finished.
“SB will you come back down here please.”
When she got back downstairs I asked her to stay with me while I called the police, whispering ‘just in case they’re still here’.
I saw that flash in her eye. That glint that every Irish woman gets right before deciding to disembowel someone. I raised an eyebrow, and she took my hint that charging through the house for some bloodletting at this stage might be hazardous.
After calling the police I immediately called the landlord for a new door. The cop was able to get some prints off the door handle, but the odds of them actually catching these crack addicts are slim. They took two rings out of my wife’s jewelry box, that stack of dollars I mentioned before, and our entire dvd collection. That's it. My laptop was sitting in plain sight on the coffee table. Apparently they didn't realize it's the most expensive item in the house. And they must not like our choice in music either. All the cd's are accounted for.
They took my Samurai Jack and all of my lord of the rings extended editions. Fifty or so dvds they took. They took all of the Bonanza dvd’s I bought SB for Christmas. The good news is they took my wedding ring from my marriage to the other woman. Never did figure out what to do with it...
Fortunately, they shut the door enough to keep the cats in.
It’s kinda freaky knowing someone can just kick your fucking door in.
posted by Sylow_P | 10:38 AM
9 Comments:
Awful story but brilliantly written...I'm so glad they didn't hurt the cats.
I would still be shaking if it happened to me...hugs to you and SB!
Hey-I'm so sorry to hear about the rat bastards!! I, like your wife would be ready to run through the house with a knife, screaming like a banshee(it's the celtic blood, like you said)
And good to hear the cats are fine. I'm sorry about the dvds. If I had any of them, or extras I would send them to you. I have a Samuraii Jack doll, not the same.
People can really honestly suck.
Have they caught the rat bastards yet? I hope so...
Not yet. We actually don't expect them to.
The worst part is that we're still waiting on a new door. They screwed the old one back together, but if the cats run into it to hard I'm afraid it's going to discintegrate.
I hope you're right about the Karma police, Hanni. I hope they help me find a great deal on a house I can afford, so we can get the hell out of this neighborhood.
I was living in a share house once and got broken into...they stole trivial things that could be easily sold, among them my flatmates watch which was a 21st birthday present from his Nan. Inscribed on the back it said "Happy 21st Birthday Ben, Love Nan." Anyway we reported it to the police, and 'cos Blake worked for an insurance company at the time we were insured and got money from them to replace the stolen goods.
A few weeks later Blake gets a phone call from the police, they found his watch, attached to the wrist of a Middle Eastern man they picked up for an unrelated crime. On examining the back of the watch and reading the inscription they realised there was no way in hell that the man they caught was named Blake, checked their database and found out it was stolen. The Middle Eastern man was then arrested for possession of stolen goods and Blake got his watch back. He had to give some money back to the insurance company though.
We're going to get insurance tonight. Yesterday, some 'tard decided to destroy our front screen door. What'd it ever do to them? Plus they keep putting smoke bombs in the mailbox; when there's still mail in there.
I tried to reason with the landlord to let us move, cause guess what, we don't feel safe in our own home, but no luck. I even asked if he had any buildings in a different neighborhood we could move to.
Apparently he takes this lease thing pretty serious.
HOLY SHIT! That's horrible! I'm so sorry that happened to you. i hoped to read further only to discover you coming out of a dream again.
I guess i feel a little safer being on the third floor, but even then, all you have to do is act as if you lost your key and someone will let you in the building.
holy shit thats scary! are you guys ok! do you have renters insurance to cover the stuff that was stolen? oh man.... you have a little bit better luck than i do, my laptop would have been gone.... hell my electronics get stolen while i'm carrying them around, i can't imagine what they would do in my house.
its good that the cats are safe. HUGS to you and to SB!
Can you have pets? If so, get yourself a mean old junkyard dog...my two dogs sound mean but aren't...it helps though....
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