When I think about it, I've had seven stereos stolen, so maybe I've been living in little ghettos all along. I am somewhat desensitized to the scene. That said, the scene of the crime is a mere forty yards away from the stranded shopping cart. To clarify, this happened on the good side of the complex.
This is another little check in the reason's to leave column, as I think the grass really is greener concerning my future plans.
Oh! One more thing on the insult to injury factor. By that afternoon there was a notification on the windshield from Patrol One, the lamest mother f*%@ing company in the world, saying that they're going to tow the car because it obviously has not been moved recently.
This is where I live.
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If it’s any consolation, my sister’s stereo was stolen a few months ago from our parking lot as well and lately 2 homeless guys have been hanging out at the bus stop which faces my bedroom window which also sits directly in front of a liquor store!
Sing along with me...
*** Our House.... In the Middle of the Street...!!***
Ok Ok, so we live in the 'hood. Will you find this kind of flavor in the REI Backyard? mmmmmmm no.
ps
link to the song of awesome.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Our_House_(Madness_song)
Listen, Im no stranger to living in hoods either. I've had my share of care stareos stolen, funny thing is my stereos were worth more than my car, which made me realize I was driving a piece of #$% car. Sad huh. One more thing, you know your living in the hood when every family on that block have a sofa in their front lawn, a jumper and a barbeque. Yeah, the hood.
P.S, sorry but i know im from the hood i wrote allot of errors. Sorry From Mr. Anonymous
I miss her and think of her often... But gold package is in a better place!
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