On top of everything else going on this week, my wife went out this morning to find her car window broken and her purse stolen. Thus began a fun-filled Valentine’s Day of canceling credit cards, closing accounts, calling insurance, arranging for glass repair, and obtaining a new driver’s license. The police came to examine the crime scene and write a report, but they were wondering why the driver’s seat had been moved so far forward. For a while we couldn’t figure out what would have been stolen from the back, and then suddenly, Marcy figured it out:
The laptop.
Specifically, it was my daughter’s pink Fisher-Price laptop. With a street value of roughly thirty dollars, I’m sure the thieves are on their way to Aruba as we speak. Since only one other car was burgled in our area, it appears that the laptop was what enticed them to break the window in the first place. I wouldn’t call it ironic, but it is funny, sad, pathetic, and frustrating, all at once.
