Fortunately for him I decided to not open a can of vigilante on his ass when I saw him fiddling with my drivers-door handle and lock!
My GF and I were leaving the mall near closing time last night. My car was parked isolated and some distance from the mall exit. As walking out there, I nudged her and said, “That guy is admiring my car”. Then the guy is like, hell with the Zanio-shine, let’s see what’s inside. His hands were clearly messing with the drivers-door handle and lock area. After a couple of seconds it became clear to him that we were not stopping at the other parked cars, but were heading for the BMW parked far away.
Since there was no where to go, the only logical direction for him to leave the scene was sort of towards us. I stared at him the whole way and we probably passed within ten feet of each other. He never even glanced towards me or said “nice car” or anything. He was looking guilty as a 4-year old with cookie crumbs on his face.
What a freaking bastard! :flipoff: I really would like to give punks like him something to fear. For a moment I thought about hiding and waiting to see what he was actually going to do. Lucky for him & lucky for me, I decided it would be a pain to get the car repaired and that the risk of injury (maybe even my GF), just wasn’t worth it.
EDIT: PS, I have got a tip for you DUMBASS, near closing time, people often return to their cars!!! WTF were you thinking!
My GF and I were leaving the mall near closing time last night. My car was parked isolated and some distance from the mall exit. As walking out there, I nudged her and said, “That guy is admiring my car”. Then the guy is like, hell with the Zanio-shine, let’s see what’s inside. His hands were clearly messing with the drivers-door handle and lock area. After a couple of seconds it became clear to him that we were not stopping at the other parked cars, but were heading for the BMW parked far away.
Since there was no where to go, the only logical direction for him to leave the scene was sort of towards us. I stared at him the whole way and we probably passed within ten feet of each other. He never even glanced towards me or said “nice car” or anything. He was looking guilty as a 4-year old with cookie crumbs on his face.
What a freaking bastard! :flipoff: I really would like to give punks like him something to fear. For a moment I thought about hiding and waiting to see what he was actually going to do. Lucky for him & lucky for me, I decided it would be a pain to get the car repaired and that the risk of injury (maybe even my GF), just wasn’t worth it.
EDIT: PS, I have got a tip for you DUMBASS, near closing time, people often return to their cars!!! WTF were you thinking!