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Dear Car Thief,

This morning I woke up to find my driveway empty.  You took my car sometime after 11PM after I got back from walking my dog.  It sortof creeps me out to think that who ever you are you might know my routine. 

So,  listen  up mr car thief… I am so very curious..

My car isn’t some sweet ride.  It’s a little 8 yr old 4 dr sedan – a chevy compact with 45,000 miles on it .   It’s just your average joe vehicle.  The hinge to the gas cap is broken and the thinga ma jig that has one pass emissions is broken.  If you really wanted to impress someone with the dog hair covered seats, the worn carpets perhaps you should have considered my neighbors car.   If you really wanted the drool infested tennis balls my dog likes to chew on or the apples to apples game I still need to bring in the house I would have gladly given them to you.   Truly you can’t possibly  appreciate my taste in music;  movie sound tracks, elton john, sting, not to mention my ex husbands leo kotke anthologies.  I would have just given those to you.   My portable lawn chairs, reusable grocery bags and a snow scraper, the mexican blanket my boyfriend from the ranch gave me?  Do those things really interest you??   And that spare roll of toilet paper for oh you know – emergencies.  Can you sell that on the black market these days?

I am forever curious how you were able to take my car in complete darkness w/o the keys??  Of the three cars in the driveway  why mine? My daughters car has a really great opera cape in it and lots of paper debris not to mention an old pairs of perscription glasses.  It may be a gas guzzler but  gosh it’s a real beauty .  And my landlord’s car has nothing in it.   Well, perhaps her car had more gas!  I am wondering how far did you get ..you know,  on your little joy ride?? Cuz, I was so almost out of gas. 

So when you took MY CAR did you consider the person whom you were stealing from. The violation. The shock. The fact that as much as I don’t drive my car I still need one. This particular person …namely me, isn’t in a particularly great position to just whip up another vehicle.  As a matter of fact. this stealing of my car deal was the icing on the drama of my life cake. Today the theft of my car felt like the last straw.   

I don’t know who you are and why you needed to mess with me. I don’t know if you get the trauma you added to my life today  – a rather complicated life of someone who’s just trying to take each day as it comes. Eeeking her existance here.  I don’t know if you understand that if you took my car forever I wasn’t in a position to replace it.  Not without some very creative financing.  Not without it being very complicated

Most of all I wonder if you know how you really upset me today.  A missing car, the police, Insurance reps, car rental companies.  Nobody needs to deal with all of that. Nobody. You alarmed me, my family, my friends.  You messed with all of us.

What was your gain?  Was it thrilling to take? 

How does it feel to get caught?

The police caught you in a stolen vehicle !! Does that make your day?

I think the deal of it all is you stole from the wrong person… you stole from someone who’s universe said …nope, I don’t think so.

This woman needs her car 

YOU mr car thief are totally busted. 

I think that’s pretty darn karmic


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Karen Hanrahan | wellness educator and consultant | writer
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