destro

so, here i sit at 3:45 AM.
i'm at my buisness right now.
i was sleeping rather peacefully to be awakened to a rapping, someone more than tapping on my chamber door.
my uncle was pounding on the kitchen door like a madman.
someone had thrown a rock through my shop's front window. the alarm sounded, police notified. apparently, our home phone isn't working for some odd reason. the alarm company called him, he's like the 4th number on the list, but the only person that could be contacted. he lives about 30 minutes from work. he drives out to the shop, talks to the coppers, tries to get ahold of me, can't so drives to the house to get someone.
so i get here. one plateglass window broken. one chain cut, 2 chainsaws stolen off the rack. one nights good rest, that i was actually getting, fucked. there's no place to get plywood to board shit up at 3 am, so i put some plastic over the gaping hole, and sit here in my office, praying some motherfucker comes back for more so i can go dirty harry on his cracksmoking white trash punk ass.
just adds another brick to the wall of shit that has been a monday.