Street smarts ... This reminds me of a bad day I had 5 years ago ...
WTA, my van was broken into back in 2008. The very day my now ex-wife deployed for the second time to Iraq, I made a stupid mistake. I drove to a mall with a movie theater and parked my car, with my computer and very important papers inside. Worse, I had the van really clean and I was wearing an Aloha shirt that may as well have been a neon sign that read, "TOURIST. PLEASE ROB ME."
Parking was tight and I parked next to a beat up old van, that was noticeably out of place. I came out of the theater to discover my van had been broken into and my computer was gone. There were three or four very out-of-place looking guys in the van. I think they were Filipinos, mostly around 18-20 with an older driver. They were rugged-looking, but parked next to a Kinkos and some up-scale stores. Had I taken the time to process they were in the van when I parked, I would have carried my computer by hand or parked somewhere else, but I was careless. I relaxed, just like the guy you think was foolish, WTA.
When I noticed the lock was broken and theft had occurred, I immediately felt they had my computer. I calmly walked up to them and asked them to just return the papers. I had resumes, job stuff, in my nice case. Not to mention the 2500 dollar lap top the VA gave me. Looking back, they didn't even look surprised that I asked for my stuff. I don't recall what the driver said, but he left. No, I didn't get the plate number if it had them. I was probably mad at the time.
Next, a mall security guard who was very nervous (I am a black man, not that small) approached. My first thought:
This dude is in on it. He was probably the spotter. I had a thought these guys are lucky this is Hawaii and I'm not a wild man. They might be criminals but they haven't conceived of what could have happened to them. If I were different I would have had some guys fearing for their lives. (Think Jules from Pulp Fiction, or Ving Rames about to get Medeival--that's how I felt). But, reality is I'm a peace-loving dude, no matter what they say about me.
WTA, I'm older but I got victimized just like the white dude on the metro.
I made a call and said I think the guard's in on it, loud enough for him to hear. But guess what I did next?
I read my bible that was on the front seat. They didn't take that! I sat down and got myself together. I do remember thinking they're really lucky. I hoped maybe they'd dump my paperwork, but I never recovered anything. But, the big picture: It's material things. In the end who the heck cares?
A funny thing happened just weeks after my car was broken into. Police at another mall nearby noticed car thieves in action. They went to apprehend them but the driver tried to get away. He actually hit a policeman, or brushed him with his car. Just before they shot him DEAD.
http://www.hawaiinewsnow.com/Global/story.asp?S=8044109It was very likely IMO one of the same guys. I believe he was the very guy I asked to give me at least my papers back. Yes, I felt he had it coming.