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three guys jacked my ride. right in front of me. i was getting off work around midnight, last night, and as i was walking out to my car i heard a crash. i started running over to check it out, and saw several guys pile into my vehicle, back it out, and spin it around. by this time, i'd run up to about 30 feet away, as it was spinning. i spotted my own license plate and got a decent look at the dudes inside. two in the front seats, one laying atop my shit in the back. uncomfortable.

then they hauled ass out of there, i gave weak chase, and promptly dialed the po-lice.

they showed up half an hour later and did a good big lebowski impression.

i showed off the glass, and the car next to me was also missing a window, belonged to no one at the restaurant or anywhere near otherwise, was parked across two spots, and had speaker wires extruding from the driver side door, but the cop guaranteed me that car had nothing to do with the robbery, saying it was probably just some kids out for a joyride. granted, these kids were hispanic men in their late thirties or forties, and i caught them in the motherfucking act, and they, in the parlance of our times, bolted.

why they'd target my sadsack vehicle is beyond me. river. fucking. oaks.

ah. and i found out my insurance policy doesn't cover theft. this should be a fun week.