The week before Valentine’s Day I was quite sick with a cough and flu. I had taken some strong cough syrup to help me sleep through the night. On the morning of Valentine’s Day, I woke up from my codeine-induced stupor to find that someone had burglarized my house! Not very loving, in my opinion.
Most houses here have burglar bars on them. So the thieves took my gardening shears from the carport and cut through the mosquito netting after jimmying open the windows. They brought along a broom and used it to go “fishing” for anything within reach.
They got my computer and a few other electronic items, several items of gardening equipment, cash, and some crunchy granola and juice. (Draw your own opinions here. ;-))
They loaded all this stuff into my wheelbarrow and trundled off to the back of the complex where they back climbed over the wall - with the wheelbarrow. All in all it was over $1,000 worth of stuff.
But they left me their broom. :-/
On the insistence of one of my friends, I went to the police station to report the theft. The detective wanted to see the scene, so I drove him to my house, since the police here don’t normally have vehicles or fuel. He viewed my house, but not where the thieves came over the wall, and wrote a report. Then I drove him back to the police post.
He told me I could come for the typed police report in two weeks. When I asked if he would call me when it was done, he said no, since he didn’t have enough phone credit to make the call. *sigh*
So after 3 weeks and multiple trips to the police post, I was able to collect the report, for which I had to pay – naturally. No recoveries or progress have been made in this case. I don’t expect to ever see any of it again.
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