Wednesday, January 30, 2008

We knew it would happen sooner or later...

Last night I was ao pumped when I went to bed because I got some great coverage hits on the big announcement I've been working on. I went to bed at 11 and hadn't even had the chance to fall asleep yet when our door buzzer started going off repeatedly...

At first I tried to ignore it, but when it was clear that the buzzing wasn't going to stop, I got a little nervous. After all, Brian's show had just started so I couldn't reach him and I was home alone. So I called our neighbor Wilson (he's a coworker of Brian's who also worked with him in Sacramento) to see if by chance it was him. No... plus he wasn't home to go see who it was for me. However, he was nice enough to stay on the line with me while I peeped over the balcony...

Only to find the cops. By then I was pretty scared. Somehow, I remained calm and went downstairs.

That's when I found out my car had been broken into - right in front of our house! Someone had broken the front passenger window. Nothing was stolen - all the paperwork, all the CDs, even all the quarters in the coin tray - still there. I'm convinced the would-be burglar saw one of my neighbors in the window and got scared away. This same neighbor (not Wilson, but also in the house next door) gave the police a good description, but unfortunately it was too late. The perp got in a non-descript car up the block and rode away. Cops said there's nothing we could really do, though they gave me a case number in case I needed to file a claim. At least they were nice (and they complimented me on not buzzing them in without checking their identity)!

It stinks, and it's inconvenient, but it's ok. I drove my three-windowed car (heat blasting - it was freezing!) to the station and met Brian, and we kept the car there overnight. The window was fixed this morning on-site, so less than 24 hours and $200 later (not worth a claim), all is back to normal. Luckily I never keep anything of real value in my car, and this experience reinforced the importance of not doing so. I guess it doesn't really matter what neighborhood you live in, I just hope it doesn't happen again.

2 comments:

Katie said...

No neighborhood is immune. Even in the glorious Pacific Heights, criminals are lurking! Nancy Pelosi, lock your car!

Anonymous said...

I'm sorry friend. That sucks. Back in Sacramento in my 5 years living in midtown- my car got broken into 6 times. It sucks. I really feel your pan. Glad to hear nothing was taken.