Car today, gone tomorrow

Car today, gone tomorrow

02.26.06 (12:20 pm)   [edit]
So my car was stolen. Or I should say "our" car was stolen. Well, Thursday morning when Chuck went to drive it to a job interview, he called me from the road and asked if I had moved the car. I said "Noooo - um, why do you ask?" And he said "Well, it's gone. It must have been stolen." Now, we used to joke about this all the time. We have street parking so we never park in the same spot twice, so sometimes it's hard to find the car. But this time I could tell by the tone of his voice that the car really probably was stolen. So we called the cops. The police advised us to call the impound lot. And I called them, knowing full well that the car wouldn't be at the impound lot! It was in a place where it would never be towed unless it had been abandoned for months. Well, it was at the impound lot. Someone had stolen it, driven around for a few hours, got into a car accident and fled the scene. Then the car was towed to the lot at almost 3 a.m. Imagine my surprise! By the time we finally got to the impound lot to get my car, I was ready to cry. As the van drove me down the endless lines of cars with bent up hoods, crushed in windows, missing doors, etc. I spotted my car, hardly banged up at all! When I went down to inspect the car I found four obvious differences: 1. The front right headlight was bashed out. 2. The ignition switch where you plug your car key was cut off. 3. There were three large bottles of unopened beer laying in the passenger seat. 4. (And last but not least) A wallet which was not mine or anyone's I know lying in the back seat. When I got back to Chuck at the lot I was laughing hysterically. I couldn't believe some guy had stolen my car and left his (or someone else whose he stole)wallet in the car!!! I gave the wallet (which did contain some ID cards inside) to the police and filled out a report. I also paid to release the car ($138 or something like that) and then we tried to drive the car off the lot, but the right tire fell off. So then we had to get it towed to the mechanic, but the tow truck wouldn't come for a few hours, so Chuck and I walked the 3-4 miles back home. So now the car is at the mechanics ... waiting to be fixed. My pooooor car. It's been through so much! When I get it home (if it's fixable) I will give it a well-deserved bath and vacuuming!