Sorry to hear of your experience. There are some advantages to living in
the Great White North. The street garbage gets frozen in about 3 hours.
Your experience is one of the better examples of why gun control is a
good/bad thing. If you had been carrying you might be facing a charge. If
he had been carrying you might be facing something more permanent. If you
both had been carrying...? The MG would probably have survived.
You probably should have run and blown the whistle on the phone. I
probably wouldn't have either. Talk is cheap but knowing what to do is a
bonus. Look on the bright side, you suffered no loss, you are more aware
and have the luxury of examining your options for possible future
situations.
I would recommend moving the car to a closed lockup for the next month or
so. If you can find a garage in the area that's not being used, offer to
rent it. Find some little old lady at the local church group who has a
garage but no car. A good-looking college student should be able to cut a
reasonable deal with someone. Get the car off the street and out of sight
for a while. If the pigeon is gone the hawk looks elsewhere.
John McEwen
>Last night when I was leaving my apartment to wash some clothes, I
>rounded the corner to the garage and nearly lost a pair of boxer shorts.
>>From the darkness of my garage, I saw a figuire stand up from the
>passenger side of my car. I was frozen for about 5 seconds: half of me
>was waiting for the gun blast that would kill me and the other half was
>ready to beat the bloddy hell out of the cretin that was in MY MGB
>
>I suppose my presence startled him as well, for it was a few seconds
>before either of us spoke. "Man", he pleaded, "I ain't stealing
>nothing." I ordered him away from my car and into the driveway. I
>quickly turned on the light to shed some light on the situation. "Man, I
>ain't stealing nothing, I got plenty of money...", at which point he
>shoved his hand in his pocket. "Get your hand out of your pocket!" was
>the best I could muster. He complied, as well as pulling out a wad a
>bills to show me he had plently of money and didn't want to steal
>anything.
>
>"Man, I ain't stealing nothing, some lawyer wants to buy your car and
>sent me over to look at it. He wants to give you $3500 for it." I
>likened his excuse to a pile of dog excrement and told him he should
>probably be leaving. "Man, you can call him if you change your mind, I
>ain't stealing nothing." At this point I escorted the punk off my
>property and called the police.
>
>Now I am even more angry. I have two alarms on the MGB, I left the
>garage light on all night, and woke up every time a cat rubbed against
>the side of my apartment. What a world.
>
>Just one day closer to death,
>Thomas James Pokrefke, III
>1970 MGB
>thomas_pokrefke@juno.com
>http://ocean.st.usm.edu/~pokrefke
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