As they used to say on â€œCar Talkâ€, â€œWell, itâ€™s happened again…â€. This morning I discovered that some asshole(s) unlocked my car and rummaged through the center console and glovebox. Fuckers. At best they walked away with a canvas pencil case filled with a pencil, eraser, wired earbuds, and a cheap-ass boxcutter. Fuckers.
This morning I learned that I have to be at home when I call 911, because Atlanta police doesnâ€™t take reports over the phone.
With each incident my desire to live in Atlanta diminishes.