3:50pm - I parked my car (rental) and proceeded into the theatre, walking by a sketchy car w a sketchy man inside it. Although I was alone, I believe I said the word "creepy" aloud through clenched teeth as I walked by him in my short skirt and blazer over the same "kiss me" St. Paddy's shirt I've been wearing for 6 years now.
5:45pm - Upon getting out of the movie, I walked down the wrong lane of vehicles, and saw a car similar to the black impala I had the next row over. As I walked towards it, I thought "what kinda person would just leave their window rolled down all the way like that" quickly realizing that it was my car, and the window was smashed. I looked inside expecting to find my purse there, just riffled through, but no luck.
6:00pm - I let my boss know of the robbery. Called the cops to inform them. They asked if there was any "evidence" as if the criminal was gonna leave a polaroid or something of himself for me.
6pm - 8pm - I spend 1.5hrs with security looking at the footage.
Break-in: 10minutes after I went inside.
Suspect: some figure walking from the far side of the parking lot, looks like he's talking to buddy in the car beside me (sketchy dude). The vehicle sits there for like an hour, drives away for a bit, and comes back, to when it looks like a dude gets in and they drive off.
Meanwhile I'm all upset about my super nice camera being gone - as well as my journal. No bands were seen that night. In fact, my whole weekend was ruined.
Lesson: get insurance on rentals, it's just not worth you having to pay for some of the assholes out there.
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