My 4runner was stolen out of my driveway about a month ago. My driveway; my home….my safe haven. I tried to let it roll off my back and was surprisingly unemotional about it. I decided that I would take a step forward by buying the Sportsmobile; not only replacing the 4runner but doing so in a manner that says, “you can’t keep me down.” I loved that 4Runner. It was the only new vehicle I’ve ever bought. Sure, it was just a car, but to me it was a huge symbol of my independence and represented freedom and adventure. I took extremely good care of it, and told myself that I would have it forever. It’s all about having what you want, and wanting what you already have….and that car really nailed that saying for me.
Yesterday I got a call from the cops. The car had been recovered and towed to a lot. It was undrivable. So I went down to check it out and see if I could recover anything from it. On my way there, I felt like I was going to the vet to put my dog to sleep or something. Such a weird feeling to have over an inanimate object. Sure enough, it was in bad shape. Stripped and broken. A far cry from the glamorous trophy-rig I turned it into. I wasn’t able to recover anything.
I feel so incredibly violated. I earned that car. I paid my taxes on it. I did it right. I made that vehicle into something I was proud to own. And some asshole trashed it. Some dipshit, who can’t get their life on track…who is devoid of respect….hurt me financially and emotionally. They probably even made a little scratch off the crap they stripped from the vehicle. I bet they didn’t get caught either. The whole experience was a win for them. I play by the rules, but some people do not….and it’s total bullshit. I hate the fact that all this does is make me jaded, unsympathetic, and salty.
I hope the people out there who hurt others by stealing & taking…I hope they get theirs. Karma sure is a bitch…..and if I ever get the chance to ensure a low-life gets what’s coming to him, you better believe I’ll jump at the opportunity.