Hump day turned out to be heist day in the lovely River City... As I was just getting ready to run out, hop in my car and get away from the office for lunch, I got a phonecall from the man upstairs. (No not god you idiot, Jeezuz!!--No not Jeezuz either, you know he has all his assistants do the calling for him because he's too busy!!!). The man upstairs at the help desk I mean... he called to inform me that there were police in the garage and they needed to speak to me, and it would seem that some dudes were in the garage stealing everyone's 'Cadillac Convertibles' [sic] out of their vehicles. Yes, there is a craze going around where they can take and sell these 'Cadillac Convertibles' [sic] for a pretty penny!
Fortunately, they were unable to get my 'Cadillac Convertible' [sic] in time before the security guard caught the one guy who was still trying desperately to yank mine off the car. He had the muffler all sawed up, and everything was dragging the ground under my car. We weren't even sure it was going to start, if they had anything else messed up on it, but fortunately, it started, and I was able to drive it to the ground floor so I could successfully get a tow-truck to get me to my usual repair shop. One of the cops was pretty cute, and they were all pretty helpful I guess... It took a while for them to release it to me for me to get the towing in gear.
Then the guy who drove the tow-truck looked Denzel, so of course I was looking him up and down... haha. (Not that I think Denzel is the most handsome actor, but I mean, hell this is Memphis, and it wasn't the worst for definite).
Mr. J had come up to pick me up, but that didn't stop Denzel from asking me if I needed to ride with him to the shop... I wondered if there was some weird look on his face when he asked it, but I highly doubt it anyway. Probably a letter to Playgirl somewhere there in an alternate dimension, but for me today, I rode with my husband and went along as normal. Ha-ha!
Not sure how long it will take to fix up the damage to my poor little car, and I don't know what the dillio will be about the Prosecution of these lunch-time thugs, but all-in-all, I consider myself lucky. Someone spotted them in time to catch the dude, call the cops and have it all done and it didn't happen later in the afternoon when it was time to go home and we had no trouble getting reports filled out. Also, at least I didn't walk out and walk up on a dude with a gun and "discover" him trying to rip off my 'Cadillac Convertible' [sic] (ok I'm probably the only one who thinks it's funny to call it that).
Anyways, you lot stay safe yourselves with all the nutters, bums and thugs running amuck, and I'll post up later on when I have anything worthy of note.
**To understand WTF AJ is talking about, click here for How Catalytic Converters Work.