I had mentioned that my cousin was living with us now... Well, she brought her own car because we had told her that "she can't do California without a car."
Well, this morning my mom was leaving for work and she had noticed that my cousin's Sebring passenger door was wide open. She came back in the house and asked her if she had left her door open the previous night, and, obviously, my cousin jumped out of bed and ran outside with her PJs.
Just for your information, Tujunga doesn't have burglars... we have screwed up teenagers that have nothing better to do and don't have much money, so, they go around jacking unnecessary items from people's cars.
So... we went outside and her door was open with the items in her dashboard and side compartment thrown all over the place. She looked around and, luckily, she hadn't left anything valuable in the car. Then, she noticed they had taken her Navigation system that was attached to the window. (which they probably broke into the car to get.) Then, she noticed her resumes were missing, then, most importantly, her First Aid Kit. Who the heck breaks into the car and takes a First Aid Kit?
So, we were relieved she didn't have anything more valuable in the car that could have been taken, (at that point, trying to look on the brighter side of the situation) but, what we couldn't figure out is how they got into the car without pulling the window down or breaking it... until.. she realized that the convertible top on the car had been cut into about 10 inches wide. That's when she stopped looking on the brighter side of the situation and started using four letter words...
I kept telling her that it's okay, but, I know that when you're in a situation like that it's hard to keep your cool and tell yourself that it's not the end of the world.
A few months ago, my mom had come home to get something she had forgotten. She had left her door open thinking that she'd be right out... While she was inside the house, a guy walking by had grabbed her laptop case and had started running with it. She had seen this happen, and, instead of calling the Police or being afraid, she had decided to run after the guy... I know... it's the last thing you should do when faced with any kind of danger, (especially, when you're 5'2" and petite enough for anyone to knock you out!) but, she did run after the guy yelling, "Stop, you asshole... that's my laptop!!!" So, instead of turning around and knocking her out, luckily, the guy had dropped the case on the floor and had ran off.
So, you see, Tujunga burglars are not actually harmful... they just need some stuff to sell at their next garage sale...
Tip of the Day: If you experience anything similar, (hopefully not) after yelling out the four letter words, try to think about the fact that the person who took your stuff probably needs it more than you do. There must be a good enough reason for them to go through all that trouble to get it. Even though there's never a good reason to steal anything, they've had a different life which results in a whole set of different morals.
I told you I'd make up for yesterday's boring post...
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