I checked on my car yesterday because it had been getting snowed on for over a week. As I approached I couldn't believe my eyes. I'd left the back window open... for nine days. During snow storms. ???
I had heated it up the weekend before, and although it was night time, I distinctly remember walking back to do a double-take and make sure it was locked and that the red light was blinking on the door to signal that the alarm was armed. The rolled down window was on the driver's side. I was sober. How could I have missed that?
I know that I'd rolled the windows up and down while I was in it to let in some fresh air, and sometimes when you press the button for the back left window it goes up and then something gets confused and it goes back down again, so perhaps that's how it happened. But I'm still amazed I didn't see that.
I'm more amazed that nobody took anything. Then again, there wasn't much to take: a snow shovel, some jumper cables, a tarp, and some empty bottles of water. I guess CD players with tape decks aren't very interesting anymore. At least not on 13 year old cars. And stealing it wouldn't have made sense because it was too snowed in from walls built by plows pushing all the snow around the parked cars. It would have taken a very dedicated thief to find the snow shovel, shovel it out, and then hot wire it. And like I said, it's a thirteen year old car, on a back street, in a decent neighborhood in Queens. Perhaps Harlem would have yielded a different result. Perhaps not.
Anyway, I triple checked the windows this past time, and shoveled all of the snow around the car. Those California plates look pretty funny covered in ice and snow.
I had heated it up the weekend before, and although it was night time, I distinctly remember walking back to do a double-take and make sure it was locked and that the red light was blinking on the door to signal that the alarm was armed. The rolled down window was on the driver's side. I was sober. How could I have missed that?
I know that I'd rolled the windows up and down while I was in it to let in some fresh air, and sometimes when you press the button for the back left window it goes up and then something gets confused and it goes back down again, so perhaps that's how it happened. But I'm still amazed I didn't see that.
I'm more amazed that nobody took anything. Then again, there wasn't much to take: a snow shovel, some jumper cables, a tarp, and some empty bottles of water. I guess CD players with tape decks aren't very interesting anymore. At least not on 13 year old cars. And stealing it wouldn't have made sense because it was too snowed in from walls built by plows pushing all the snow around the parked cars. It would have taken a very dedicated thief to find the snow shovel, shovel it out, and then hot wire it. And like I said, it's a thirteen year old car, on a back street, in a decent neighborhood in Queens. Perhaps Harlem would have yielded a different result. Perhaps not.
Anyway, I triple checked the windows this past time, and shoveled all of the snow around the car. Those California plates look pretty funny covered in ice and snow.
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