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so yea...i was upfront getting something printed out (26 pages landscape) and we hear a car alarm going off. so i look up and see a guy with his legs sticking out of the car door. i think to myself "self, thats not right..but its 1:30 in the afternoon" .. "hey, wait a minute..that car is next to mine...wait a tick again..that car is being broken into" ...so being dumbass me...i run out of the front door. hop the stair railing in one swoop i am off after the nutbag. not thinking i am running at a dead sprint towards the car being broken into. its about 100 feet from the front door and i am wearing 6 year old doc martin boots. so i am a slow ass white guy at this point. well, them being the smart stero jackers that they are...they had a get away car parked on the road. the theaver jumped out of the car...slid across the hood of the get away car and into the passenger seat. they are off...im still in a dead run (5mph) ...i arrive to the get away car right as they are making their mad getaway dash. again, not thinking, i try to open the door (good dear god that was stupid) ..but they are already moving and i cant get a hold of the door. so now they are getting away and i see stuff flying out of the window. radio...radio face plate...and other various items. i got the plates..came back inside and sat down shaking. is it friday yet? ok..im done.
oh, they STILL didnt steal my car. lazy bastards
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