Bad Things Happen Everywhere
Monday, December 21, 2009 at 1:13AM | Becks Davis I had already planned on what today’s post was going to be about. We have been in Detroit for just over a year now, we arrived December 9th of last year. So I was going to do a rundown of our highs and lows during our first year in Detroit.
I was going to talk about all the fabulous places we’ve been in and around metro Detroit and all the cool events we’ve attended. I would have probably mentioned meeting Gordie Howe and Ronnie James Dio, going to the Tigers game, and the horrible weather and outcome of the U of M game we attended.
We have also had many trials and tribulations since our arrival. Months and months and months of unemployment did not help our emotional well-being or bank account. We knew what we were getting into, moving to Detroit in December of 2008, but it still took its toll.
My biggest trial has been sharing a car with my husband. The husband and I share our fabulous 2001 mini-van. And by share, I mean that my husband uses it all the time and I get dropped off and picked up like a teenager. It truly sucks. Not only do I get stranded at home quite often but also I miss out on social situations and covering events for Detroit Moxie. This needs to be fixed.
Anyway, I decided not to talk about all that today.
Saturday night after attending the awesome Mayer Hawthorne gig at the Magic Stick we found our car had been broken into. The passenger side window was smashed to bits and glass was everywhere.
The thieving rats only took our GPS, $60 of goods we just bought, and our bag of quarters that we keep in the glove box to feed those pesky meters.
My stupid husband had most of his tools in the car. His tools are his livelihood. He dotes on them. They are a part of his soul. And they didn’t get stolen. We are very fortunate.
I shiver just thinking about all the whinging I’d be hearing if they took his blessed tools.
But no, the post isn’t about that either. What is it about then? The comments and the Detroit bashing I’ve heard since the break-in pissed me off, you know, “well, you WERE in Detroit.” Ugg!
Yes, my car got broken into while we were in Detroit. People, cars get broken into everywhere! My friend Beverly Cornell recently had her laptop stolen from her car, ON HER DRIVEWAY, in Madison Heights. Miraculously, she got it back due to an angel. Seriously, if it happened today we'd be calling it a Christmas miracle.
Crime happens everywhere and more so in big cities.
While living in Chicago, my apartment got broken into two days before Christmas. I was in the apartment at the time, sleeping off a hangover from the Christmas party the night before. It took me awhile to realize what was happening but I scared the intruder away. He did, oddly, get away with my plunger.
Also in Chicago, my car got broken into. Same situation as here, the passenger side window was smashed. Luckily, there was nothing in it to steal.
Oh, and Milwaukee, have I got stories about Milwaukee!
My college sweetheart had a soft top Jeep. It didn’t even have door locks; this Jeep didn’t even have keyholes! People would bend back the plastic windows to get in the car. Or, they’d cut through the soft top. Just open the door, ya freaks! It’s open! But no, they were so stupid that they had to cause damage to get into the vehicle.
The big winner was the person who knew they could just open the door. They also figured out they could pop the hood. We found a Danish sitting on the engine one day. It was quite a nice looking Danish too! No, we didn’t eat it.
Did I mention that I lived a few blocks away from the psycho Jeffrey Dahmer while he was cannibalizing young men in Milwaukee? Yep, it’s true.
Bad things happen everywhere. This was a small inconvenience.
Am I going to stop going into Detroit? Hell no! I’m going to keep on embracing this city, just like I have been doing. Things happen. We move on. We get back up.
You want to know what I’m most annoyed about? I only had that damn Garmin lady out of my life for one day. She was replaced today, an early Christmas present for the husband.
Reader Comments (21)
Our car got broke into as well this weekend when at the race downtown.Going to cost $4,000.00.....Not happy about it,try to help the city and this is what happens...At a lose for the right thing to say...