What Did I Do To The Universe? What Did I Do To The Crackheads?

Hey, remember how my car was broken into two weeks ago and the window was smashed and we all felt sorry for me for a while and I said a few bad words and then I paid $317 for the window to be repaired and I thought that was the end of it?

Well, we got the car back, new window intact, on Saturday morning. It was a nightmarish procedure, as they'd ordered me a TINTED piece of glass instead of a regular one---hello, do I look like a drug dealer?---and so we'd had to take it in two weekends in a row to get them to replace it with a normal piece of glass. (We also, and I am not kidding, dealt with The Rudest Woman Alive at Glass Pro on Bryant Street in San Francisco, DO NOT GO THERE, who actually said to me, after we had screamed at each other for twenty minutes and I had agreed to bring the car back again next weekend and pay the extra for a normal piece of glass, which was more expensive than a tinted piece of glass, "great, I can't wait to see you again.")

Regardless, on Saturday morning, Sean came back with the car, and the car had a window instead of a piece of cardboard, and that was awesome. Sunday morning, I woke up, opened the blinds, and was dazzled by a million tiny shards of glass glinting from the sidewalk, where my car had been parked all night RIGHT OUTSIDE OF MY BEDROOM WINDOW, six feet from where I lay sleeping. This time, they'd smashed the passenger side front window. (Hey, at least it wasn't the same one!) They'd taken a bottle of Ibuprofen I bought the morning before for this debilitating backache I've been having for the last few days---this is really turning out to be a particularly excellent week for me---and the WIRES to the satellite radio. Obviously we don't keep the actual satellite radio in the car, we take it out every night and keep it in the house, but the wires are still in there, AND SOMEONE TOOK THEM. Is this some kind of record? Having your car broken into twice in two weeks? I invite you to top that. No, really, I do.

I should tell you right now that even though I make jokes about all the crack whores, this isn't a bad neighborhood. There are many, many worse neighborhoods in San Francisco; it's not like we're living in a den of iniquity or anything. We're on a fairly busy street---you think someone would walk past and say "hey, what are you doing smashing the window of that car?---and I've never felt unsafe here at all. Sure, we're a few blocks from where it starts to get a little sketchy, but we're not in The Hood. We're just in the city. And I understand that these things happen in the city. But twice in two weeks? Does someone have a vendetta against me? Are they purposefully trying to ruin my every weekend? Is it because I have an Apple sticker on my rear windshield and they're huge Windows fans? WHAT HAVE I DONE, UNIVERSE? WHAT HAVE I DONE?

(Ha ha! Windows fans! Get it? There's a joke in there somewhere, isn't there? Like this, maybe: I'm not a Windows fan, but I am a fan of windows. As in, IN MY CAR.)

Sunday, needless to say, was ruined, with Sean and I snipping at each other in the way you snip at each other when you're both angry and there's no-one else to snip at. We'll get the window fixed tomorrow, of course, shell out whatever it costs for the new glass and some new SATELLITE RADIO WIRES, but really, I'm just a little sour on San Francisco at the moment. I mean, thanks for the bridge and everything, and the pretty views and the H&Ms, but did it all have to come with a side order of petty crime?

Jul 23, 2007

I used to live in the Tenderloin Heights and had the battery stolen from my motorcycle twice in a month's time. I'm less surprised by your repeat break-in than by your finding a parking space in front of your building.

Thanks for the pandora.com recommendation!

hello insomnia
Jul 23, 2007

That's great that you can find some humor in all of this because I would be fuming!

Jul 23, 2007

Oh suck. My husband once got broken into twice in a four-month span, but obviously you've trumped that.

What happened to Cody, however, was that he walked out of the Target he was parked in front of, saw the broken window, immediately ran back inside the Target to call the police, and was informed that A) the window had been smashed by a disgruntled Target employee who had just been fired B) the still-employed Target team there KNEW who had done it and C) the entire thing had been filmed on the Target parking-lot security cameras.

Also D) there was already a cop on the premises. In the parking lot!

And still, NOTHING HAPPENED TO THE WINDOW-SMASHER. All that happened, actually, was that my husband had to pay for a new window. All that, and where is the justice?

I'm sorry, Holly!

Jul 23, 2007

I think I've mentioned this before, but my car was broken into and the entire front dash was taken and it took A MONTH to get back, when I was 41 weeks pregnant. We got it back A MONTH later, now with a 2-week old, and it was broken into AGAIN a few days later.

I will email you my glass guy- who comes to you and replaces the window in like 10 minutes and charges $100. If it's just a window, he's your man. If it's your whole dash, it's a different story.

So sorry!

Jul 23, 2007

OMG that bites! Aside from writing a letter to Gavin Newsome and asking him to camp out next to your car to take a stand against crime (he loves that kind of publicity), here's what I'd recommend: a 90-minute deep tissue massage followed by a mani/pedi, followed by a long nap. Either that, or get a "nanny cam" hooked up in your bedroom window and see if it happens a third time.

Karma being what it is, you're due for something nice to happen.

Jul 23, 2007

Oh, Holly. That SUCKS in nearly unspeakable ways. And I just don't know what to tell you other than that.

Except maybe this: In just one month, one of my friends in San Francisco had her car STOLEN TWICE. The second time the cops recovered her car, they found someone's pet parrot inside. Alive. He had been eating, and that means you know what else he had been doing.

Do you feel any better now? At all? No? I tried.

Jul 23, 2007

I moved to Houston two months ago and until last Friday had been unemployed the whole time. Three weeks ago I was cleaning the bathtub and inadvertently nudged the pipe behind the toilet which promptly broke, and thus water commenced to violently shooting out of the wall for 25 minutes while I freaked out. Eventually my neighbor found the shut off, but not before we had acquired a new indoor pool the size of our entire first floor. Thousands of dollars later (luckily insurance covered some), everything was back to normal but I was still feeling broke and awful. Then last week my car stereo got stolen, a fact I only recognized as I got in to drive to an interview, which resulted in my arriving all frazzled-like and on the verge of tears. And you may say, sure sure, that's bad and all, but here's the kicker: THERE ARE NO H&Ms IN TEXAS.

Jul 23, 2007

I was actually broken into within two weeks of each other. Irreplaceable things were stolen, and the second time was the morning after I was up sick all night. -- I so feel your pain. But on the up side, that was years ago, and I have not been broken into since...

I'm sorry this happened to you. It sucks pretty hard. :( Hopefully the rest of your week will kick ass to make up for it. ;)

Jul 23, 2007

Awwww, :( I'm sorry, Holly. :( How terrible. It just really makes you sick of people, of society, that nobody out there cares about hard working people who actually have to go to a job to make the money that is spent on replacing broken car windows. Makes me so fuming mad! I had my car broken into once. They tried to take the stereo out, but couldn't get it out. It never worked right after being forced out, like that poor turtle that somebody stole in Ventura and tried to force it's shell off of it. :(

World! Why are you so horrible!?!

Jul 23, 2007

oh my goodness. I totally read that "Windows/windows" pun and thought, wow--that was punbelievable and was going to comment on it, but then saw that you did right after. Bravo!

Jul 23, 2007

dude, that sucks. but they say things come in three..so, maybe the two break-ins and the back will be it for a while. should have some good luck coming your way soon.

Jul 23, 2007

So sorry, Holly! My boss had his car stolen twice over the course of a year. The first time it took three months to find; he thought it was gone for good. He was at the bank, ready to cash his insurance check for a new car when the police called to say they found it. The second time the car was stolen, it was covered in parking tickets after the thieves abandoned it (you'd think the cops would have noticed they were repeatedly ticketing a car reported stolen), and my boss then had to go to court to contest the tickets! (He won.) He's since gotten a new car... Maybe time for a weekend out of town to restore some love for San Francisco? ;)

Carol Snider
Jul 23, 2007

Ooooooh! Oooooh! I know who did it! OK, I don't know wxactly who... but they were in OUR neighborhood oustide Seattle in April and did the same thing to us... except on different cars!

Here are my pissy posts on it:





see, this is why we moved to downtown detroit.

Jul 23, 2007

A co-worker of mine had her car (actually, the car she's been borrowing from her sister - even worse!) broken into last week. Then, after fixing the broken window, she came in today - her birthday! - and announced that the newly-repaired parked car was hit by an errant ice cream truck and so she once again has to repair it. And to top it all off? Her birthday somehow didn't make it onto the studio manager's list and so the usual delicious office-supplied birthday cake never made an appearance. Poor girl. Anyway, the car stuff was all in an okay neighborhood in Brooklyn.

Jul 23, 2007

Jeez Holly, I can't even believe your bad luck. If it were me, I'd be sitting by the window every evening with a baseball bat (and the consequential bags under my eyes from lack of sleep).

Nothing But Bonfires
Jul 24, 2007

Uh....you maybe shouldn't kid about that. After we'd cleaned everything up on Sunday morning (put all the stuff that had been pulled out of the glove compartment back INTO the glove compartment etc), we looked out of the window maybe an hour later to see that the front seat was all covered in scraps of paper again.


On Sunday morning. At 10am. In daylight. Broad, broad daylight. Daylight! Sunday morning! Busy street!

I sat in front of the window for an hour after that, waiting for someone else to come by and do it again. I believe I wouldn't have been responsible for my actions if they'd attempted it.

Jul 24, 2007

UGH. This is a pain I know all too well. I live in an area that has parts both really lovely and really awful. The thieves here have been known to abscond with headlights and tail lights, gym bags full of sweaty clothes, as well as break windows in order to STEAL PENNIES AND NICKELS FROM THE DASHBOARD. I'm not joking, unfortunately.

Jul 24, 2007

Yer funny with the Apple/Windows pun. Good stuff. Gooder stuff than I would have if my car window had been broken into.
You are a better gal than I.
Here's to some better luck and perhaps a new pair of shoes. This always makes me feel better...

Heather B.
Jul 24, 2007

I'm coming to SF in a few weeks and you're making me a little nervous. Like someone might break into my zipcar or try to beat me up coming off the BART. And I lived in DC with like snipers, etc. and yet now I'm nervous about SF because there are earthquakes AND crackwhores.

Jul 24, 2007

Ugh, that sucks! I think I'd just sell the damn thing at that point and deal with public transportation. Maybe you can park it actually IN THE BEDROOM? Do you think you could fit it up the stairs? Because that could be the only way you might be safe.

Jul 24, 2007

gosh! that woman was so rude!

Jul 24, 2007

Ok, as someone who has lived in DC (which I think is right up behind Camden NJ for car theft and mugging) for a dozen years ... #1, Leave Nothing In Your Car. My former roomate's POS 1987 Chevy was once broken into for - no joke - approx $0.60 in loose change. (Then abt a year later someone else slit the ragtop and took it for a joyride, and when it was recovered the city "accidentally" cubed it, but that's another story.)#2, and I REALLY cannot stress this enough - Beware the Border Neighborhood. I lived in one of those "not-bad-but-close-to-the-hood" neighborhoods for about 4 years, during which time I was mugged TWICE. The first time was really pretty minor but the second time I ended up in the hospital. And both times, the cops told me that neighborhoods adjacent to the hood are "high risk" because criminals basically come just far enough into the non-hood to "use the ATM" (ie jack up the little girl in kitten heels who's not packing heat) and then return home ASAP. Not trying to freak you out but you should ABSOLUTELY be as on your guard in your neighborhood as you would be in a "bad" one.

Jul 24, 2007

I was going to comment to say "I'm soooo sorry" and that I felt horrible for you reading that.

And then I read everyone elses' posts. Now I'm remembering what my life was life before we moved to the Mid West and I'm telling myself I really really (really) don't hate it as much as I say I do.

Jul 24, 2007

Oh man that suuuuuuucks. I'm sorry.

Sarah Marie
Jul 24, 2007

I totally know who did it...that b*tch at the window glass place!!!

Nothing But Bonfires
Jul 24, 2007


Jul 24, 2007

Delurking to say...
I hope you called the manager on that glass lady. She clearly doesn't belong on a job where humans are invovled.

Also, I think you're being pretty mature about this horrible stint of life-suckiness. If my car windows got broken in twice, I would assume that gives me free reign to break as many car windows as I walk past because SURELY ONE of those people must have been the one to fuck me over. You know, rational thinking stuff.

Jul 24, 2007

Does a car alarm cost less than $300? Might be worth it. The kind that goes off if you come within five feet of it, if possible.

What crap. I had my car stolen twice in one year. The second time they didn't bother to steal The Club I had in the back seat. Dumb criminals. They could've had the car a third time! And let's make no mention of the fact that I had a Club in the backseat of my car instead of ON THE FUCKING STEERING WHEEL when it was stolen. Fool me twice, shame on me, and all that not-so-funny stuff.

Jul 24, 2007

I have Farmers insurance and when someone broke into my car they sent a repair person to fix it. I didn't pay a penny!

Sarah Marie
Jul 24, 2007

Alas, great minds think alike. She might hate to see you again, but she might hate you just enough to smash your windows. She'd get the satisfaction of doing so AND getting some extra business...assuming you're going back there to get this window fixed. Wait, ARE you?

Nothing But Bonfires
Jul 24, 2007

Hell, no. We went somewhere else. Somewhere we wouldn't get shouted at.

Jul 25, 2007

when I was in college, I lived in a "secure" building--you had to punch in a code or get buzzed in. this was "back in the day" when answering machines actually had tapes in them (right back after we chiseled the first wheel...out of rock, while avoiding the T. rexes)--anyhoodle, my "Friendly Neighborhood Stalker" used to stand AT THE DOOR OF THE APARTMENT BUILDING singing rap songs to my answering machine. about how he was going to rape me and sodomize me with knives. this was in 1990 before the stalking laws were in place that we have now, so even though I called the police, played them the tapes, AND gave them the guy's name and address, they said they couldn't do anything unless he actually hurt me.
but on the bright side, no one ever broke any of my car windows...

Jul 25, 2007

De-lurking to say I'm so sorry that you've had such bad luck, Holly. My husband had his bike stolen last week, so we can sympathize - it was the day before his birthday and they took it from outside his work building: right in front of the CCTV cameras! Doesn't compare to twice in two weeks, but it really did suck. Hope your week gets better.

Jul 25, 2007

I think it's time for the "F YOU YOU F-ing F-ers" (censored for Sean's mom) sign to be posted. I mean, come on already. Really? REALLY?!?! Someone has to teach these people a lesson, and I think your Sharpie is just the man for the job.

Jul 25, 2007

When we had our sirius stolen last year (and the TomTomGO!) they took the units, but left the wires. Would you like our spare wires? :-)

Chaos Control
Jul 25, 2007

Not long after I moved to San Francisco, I had my car towed. And about three weeks later, after getting home in the middle of the night after a long camping trip and not wanting to schlep my camping gear three blocks to my flat, I left everything in the trunk only to find it all stolen the next morning. But in the six years I lived there, those are the only two incidents I ever had.

I'm actually more in awe of the fact that you were able to park right in front of your apartment - that's a feat in and of itself!

Jul 25, 2007

Our house was broken into twice in the same week (about a dozen times that year, but I'd have to count up the police reports to be sure). They also broke into the garage a few times. We didn't keep anything in there, so they stole the light bulb. Another time, they moved furniture into it. I think that was for the hookers. Then one day I went to see if the furniture was still in the garage and it had been replaced with a stolen car that was being parted out.

I miss that neighborhood.

Jul 25, 2007

Hey Holly, just started reading your blog about a month ago and I LOVE your writing style - but anyways, I'm posting because I just moved from the Lower Nob (which is where, I gather, you currently live), and I have two suggestions for you: first, park your car in a garage. I know it's ridiculously expensive, but maybe worth it (after having my car towed and paying the fees I decided it was). We used to park at State Garage on Leavenworth b/t Bush and Sutter...It's $230/mo. Secondly, my friend had her car broken into twice in the span of a couple of weeks too in the city, and she just got one of those club things to put on the steering wheel - and it seemed to work for her. SO ANNOYING! Good luck w/ the parking situtation and the crack whores - I definitely don't miss them :).