Hackavelli
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Heart pounding, pulse quickening, sweat inducing rage that colors your mind with sadistic savagery and let's your darker self force its way to the surface; if only in thought.
That feeling is what flooded me the other morning as I was leaving for work and plodded towards my vehicle in a pre-coffee state of zombie-ism.
I opened the door to my Buick Rainier and immediately noticed that things were out of place ... papers and what nots scattered carelessly throughout my vehicle. It is then that I snapped out of my dawn of the dead state of mind and my horrified-then-pissed-off self took control.
I had been robbed...or at least my vehicle had. The filthy culprits made off with about $80 that I had left in my gym bag after the previous nights workout.
Untouched, to my great disbelief, was my gps unit, my stereo, a credit card, 2 pairs of shoes, an Under Armour jacket and my golf clubs.
I had left my beloved beauties exposed and unprotected for any second rate criminal to fondle and have their way with. A tear dotted my eye as I thought what could have been and how lucky I was to get another outing with my graphite wearing girls.
Never again will I forget to lock and alarm my ride as I lay down my weary head for the night. Never again!
That feeling is what flooded me the other morning as I was leaving for work and plodded towards my vehicle in a pre-coffee state of zombie-ism.
I opened the door to my Buick Rainier and immediately noticed that things were out of place ... papers and what nots scattered carelessly throughout my vehicle. It is then that I snapped out of my dawn of the dead state of mind and my horrified-then-pissed-off self took control.
I had been robbed...or at least my vehicle had. The filthy culprits made off with about $80 that I had left in my gym bag after the previous nights workout.
Untouched, to my great disbelief, was my gps unit, my stereo, a credit card, 2 pairs of shoes, an Under Armour jacket and my golf clubs.
I had left my beloved beauties exposed and unprotected for any second rate criminal to fondle and have their way with. A tear dotted my eye as I thought what could have been and how lucky I was to get another outing with my graphite wearing girls.
Never again will I forget to lock and alarm my ride as I lay down my weary head for the night. Never again!