EPTOh, no no. I have only the icing on the cake for you folks. So after a series of misfortunes, the universe gave me one more piece of its mind.
I woke up, late for work. Well not really late, they called me in, even though I have a doctor's note telling me not to work for ten days due to having surgery two days ago. But hey! If I'm not dead, then I'm healthy enough to work, right? How dare I take time off!
So I go out to my car, and boy oh boy, someone had broken in! Right in front of my house, under the glow of the porch light, someone had helped themselves to my little pickup. I should note that I drove an ugly, beat up, barely-running 1989 toyota. They're sweet cars if they're in shape. But not mine, physically or mechanically. Rattle-can orange, scratches, dings, dents, stock rims, cracked windshield, bent bumper, and an aluminum canopy of equal aesthetic inferiority. As for under the hood? *sigh* like I said, it's a miracle it's running. Those old 4-bangers are almost immortal, though.
I surveyed the damage. Papers in glove box were rummaged through, but nothing missing, because nothing had value, unless he wanted to analyze my Geico insurance card. My new scissor jack was still in place. The stereo wasn't touched. Probably because it was a 20 year old Sony stereo with knobs missing and big bulky buttons. He didn't even get a chance to test out the fact that presets can't be programmed, the time is wrong, and the fader and bass controls don't work. So he left everything inside.
But he was so spiteful that it was such a void piece of homeliness, that he left my doors wide open when he ditched, and it was raining so my cab had some puddles and the seats were wet. I actually had a good laugh and couldn't help but grin. Just two weeks ago, we couldn't install another stereo I have because the faceplate was misplaced. It would have probably gotten stolen were it installed. I have also been looking to buy a new car for 8 months, but always missed out or held out. Were it a nicer overall car, it might have been outright stolen.
So basically, me having such an undesirable vehicle, or one with no nice mods or even a working stereo, has one advantage: no one wants it, or any parts of it. She is still in tact.
Not that anyone could steal it if they tried. The carb is so fucked you have to have the perfect combinations of pumps, before and after you attempt to start it up. Then it has to warm up for anywhere between one and five whole minutes, or it will die on a hill or at the first stop sign at the end of the block.
I thank him for not smashing my windows or stealing it, but please, have the courtesy to close my doors next time, mystery friend
