Dirty Thieves.
So I haven't updated in 2 months, one week, and a day. Not much has happened. And I doubt many read this anyway. Heh.
This morning I woke up at 5:05 am, got ready, made my lunch, and walked out the door at 5:36 am. Still being deprived of my morning coffee, I couldn't understand the bright blue bowling ball resting mockingly where my grand tomato plant used to be. I approach the thing, and yup-- gone. Along with two little annuals I had in terra cotta pots.
Here's the thing: This had to be planned. No one just cavalierly walks down the street with a bright blue bowling ball in tow. No... they planned on snatching my baby while leaving a little reminder of the insecurity I now feel at my new home. It's one thing to take something I can claim insurance on... it's another to steal something that I raised from seeds. I babied those plants since march-- tending to their every need and feeding them with care because I thought it would be nice to have my own tomatoes in the summer. I guess that is a luxury the ruffians in our neighborhood look down upon, as I no longer have my plant. I am left with the taste of violation in my mouth and sadness in my belly. Did they NEED those plants? Were they in such dire straits that they NEEDED to steal those plants for food? Probably not. They were just a bunch of dumb kids (or adults for all I know). I wonder what Jack and I were doing when the kidnapping occured...
The funny thing is, now I have evidence of these pricks (we suspect that the same folks that stole our plant are the people that have been teepee'ing the neighbor's house on the corner) via fingerprints on a bowling ball. The question is, should I report this? Is that petty? Quite possibly if it is reported, the shenanigans in our neighborhood might stop. However, it seems that this act of robbery would be viewed as insignificant in the eyes of the st. john po po.
"St. John Police..."
"yes, I'd like to report a robbery."
"What was taken?"
"My tomato plant."
"...."
"But the thieves weren't too selfish..."
"How so?"
"I now have myself a shiny new blue bowling ball!"
Yes, I have conversations in my head. Leave me be. But I envision that's pretty much how it would go. I hate the populace (save for my wonderful friends and readers :) But seriously. I hate people.
posted by Liz @ 6:15 AM
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