After locking up after work on Friday I walked back to my car, which had been parked in a side street close to my workplace – I was a little distracted typing something on my iPhone, so it was only when I was standing right next to the empty space where my car should have been I realized it wasn’t there.
I think I stood there for a good couple of minutes trying to think where I had actually parked before reality dawned on me and I muttered a few choice expletives. I made the requsite calls to the police and my insurance company and an officer is coming round tonight to take my statement. It’s been flagged stolen so if it passes any traffic cameras etc. it should trigger an alert, but i’m not getting my hopes up.
I took great care of that car, I think my worst fear is a call saying they’ve found it burnt out somewhere after a joyride, that would be worse than never seeing it again.
Bastards.
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