Crafty Kitty

I thought today would be wonderful. It's a Friday, my boss is up North, I have exciting weekend plans. But of course, something had to happen to put a damper on my day.

This morning, I decided to sleep in a little since my boss wouldn't be at work and nobody cares if I come in late. And really, I was only going to be about 15 minutes late which is nothing. I took my time getting ready. I even had a bowl of cereal and got some grapes and vegetables together to have as snacks at work. I then proceeded to walk out to my car.

When I first got to my car, I noticed that the empty orange juice bottle that was in my center console was now sitting on the drivers seat. I thought to myself, eh, you could have knocked that over when you were grabbing your purse yesterday when you got home. I then noticed that there were some napkins on the passenger side floor that I know I had not put there. This was when my eyes were drawn to the open glove box and then directly to the spot where my CD player had been nicely installed before someone STOLE it. At my luxury apartment complex. Where I pay an inordinate amount of money to live because it's on the ritzy, what I thought was safe, west side of Madison. My dash was all fucked up. But, and I guess I can be thankful for this, they left my big book of CDs on the floor. Maybe they didn't like my taste in music.

Immediately I try to call my parents to calm me down because in situations like this I revert to a little kid and I need my mommy and daddy to take care of me. The phone just rang and rang and the answering machine never picked up. Now, my mom pretty much always has every Friday off during the summer and my Dad is currently not employed so he's always home (and he's a light sleeper so he would have definitely woken up). Since they didn't answer and I didn't know what else to do, I proceeded to drive to work.

As I started my car, I wondered to myself, shit, was I the total idiot who left their door unlocked? I don't have power locks. I have the cheapest Saturn possible with power nothing, not even steering. I was going to kick myself if that was the case, because then I totally deserved to have my CD player lifted. But when I started driving and I heard the air rushing through the window, I realized they had jacked the window off the track and unlocked my car that way. I guess that's better than having the window completely smashed in, which happened to my friend, and is not cool.

I kept trying to call my parents all the way to work and they never picked up. When I got to work, I e-mailed my Dad with the subject line of MY CAR GOT BROKEN INTO and told him to call me at work. The man always checks his e-mail so I knew I would get a response that way. Luckily my boyfriend got to work shortly after I did and I vented to him and felt better. He told me I could pretend he was the person who stole it and punch him if it would make me feel better. I told him thanks for the offer, but it probably wouldn't really help.

I finally got a hold of my parents. My mom told me to call the cops and my apartment complex and she would call the insurance company for me. Since the damage was less then $2,500, the city of Madison requires that you fill out a self-reporting form that they mail to you. The apartment complex said they hadn't heard from anyone else, but they thanked me for calling and giving them a heads up.

The CD player was only $170. Some punk ass kid probably stole it (now, don't I sound like a crotchety old lady?). Oh well, I guess it's off to Best Buy I must go.

I did get to have Peanut Butter Silk Pie at lunch, and that brightened my day a little. That, and the bf and I are going to get our fishing licenses tonight so we can go to O-town to go fishing with my Dad. That will be awesome.