Car Window Broken By Theives (OK Cause Hot Men Saved Me)
Last night, I FINALLY accomplished my 3-month goal of getting into bed around 11:30 pm. This was a HUGE feat and took me many weeks. I gradually had to work my way down from somewhere around 2:00 am (and I may be lying to not tell you how late I was really staying up, but let’s assume it was 2:00 am). Please note: This story references “hot heroes.” However, my husband is most definitely the the hottest hero in my eyes, despite that he slept and snored through most of the following events.
Then, just as I was drifting off to sleep, I hear SCREECHING tires, the LOUD and cursing voice of a male very near my window, and a super loud car motor SPEEDING off!!!! THEN I hear my neighbors talking outside (and one of them is veeery cute, so it quickly occurred to me that I’d better go make sure everyone’s safe, um hm). I go downstairs, and they give me the full story. Turns out cute neighbor guy–we’ll refer to him as My Hero from here on-was the one who yelled.
Turns out My Hero yelled curse words because two THIEVES threw a big metal thing through the driver window of MY car in attempts to get my GPS thing. (This was left in my windshield by my husband last time he used my car. I failed to remove it because I don’t like using it, or understand how it plugs/unplugs into my car.)
Um, have you seen how crashed up my car ALREADY WAS?? (If no, here’s a photo.) Thanks thieves. Anyway, THEN, I called the police to file a report. But WHAT LUCK, way, way, hot police officer came to take the report!!!! YES! So many handsome men paying so much concerned attention to me.
Then MORE LUCK. I called the car window repair people. Tomorrow they’re coming to fix it. No rental necessary. Labor, parts and all $275.
Only remaining problem: How can I ensure no one gets in and drives my car away before tomorrow? It is, after all, pretty much open to the public, if you will. Then, I had a total “Husband Idea.” LEAVE THE GLASS ON THE SEAT AND IN THE FLOOR. Perfect deterrent. No thief is going to sit on this much broken glass to steal a car that looks like this. And they are certainly not going to take the time to clean it. HA. Genius. Thanks.
I suppose I should be irritated about this situation, but actually I’m feeling very 1) proud that I got in bed at 11:30 pm, though it was 3:30 am when I got back to bed, 2) happy my husband was home “early” yesterday so he was here when this happened, 3) blessed at the two handsome heroes who protected me–you can call it “informed me of information” or “took a police report,” I call it “protected me”, and 4) grateful that no person or property was hurt except my already crashed up car.
What an interesting weekend considering my monotonous life. Perhaps things are heating up around here! I’ll keep you posted.

June 9th, 2008 at 12:24 am
[…] Car Window Broken Because Husband Loves GPS I kept going to bed at 1:00 am, then 2:00 am, then 3:00 am! It was horrible. I think subconsciously, I was trying to wait up for my husband to see him during this crunch project timeā¦but also I just never go to bed on time. … […]
June 9th, 2008 at 12:30 am
Oh my goodness!! Well thankfully Hot Neighbor saw the whole thing and Hot Police Officer was on duty =) too bad they didn’t catch the guys though, but it would be a good idea to unplug the gps (or learn how to). I know of people who have had their gps stolen because the thieves saw the gps holder thingie on the windshield. Thank god everyones ok!!
June 9th, 2008 at 12:36 am
Thank you, Karen. Oh yes, GPS is no longer in the car. (If I ever need it, I’ll definitely learn how to unplug it.)
BTW, the police said this is the most common reason for break ins–having something valuable and visible in the car. The GPS should have been removed each time I parked the car!!!
June 9th, 2008 at 10:34 am
Must have been the week for a*#hat car prowlers. Someone tried to steal my husband’s right out of out driveway! THEN after getting in? Stole nothing. And the police did not come out, because they “were busy”. And my neighbors, who are not hot, did not rescue me, because they are drunk most of the time. AND it cost me $700 to repair the door and install and alarm.
My story sucks.
June 9th, 2008 at 11:17 am
DARN IT. Sorry to hear that, Miss Thystle.
June 10th, 2008 at 11:22 pm
Glad you’re OK Holly.
June 11th, 2008 at 11:03 am
Thank you, Noemi!