Well, this was kinda crazy, so I figured I'd post it.
So I was getting ready to go to sleep around 1 AM yesterday night. My window was open because it was hot out, and because I live on a quiet dead end street, I could hear a lot. After a bit, I hear what sounds like change being rattled down by my car, which is odd. I grab my keys, and hit the remote lock. Instead of locking the car (I hadnt driven it all weekend, and my mom had opened it up earlier that day to get something out, and had forgotten to lock it back), I hear the distinctive tone that the car makes when I try to remote lock it and a door is open. So this is bad. I hit the button few more times, and it locks, which can only mean that someone was rummaging through my car, heard the tone, and closed the door. I also could hear footsteps in my driveway. So I rush over to my parents room, wake them up, and tell them that someone is breaking into my car. My mom calls the local police, while me and my dad go outside to investigate. When we get to my car, no-one is around, but my change drawer has clearly been emptied. I dont keep anything really valuable in my car at night, so I wasnt particularly worried,
So, after about a minute, my dad goes back inside, and my mom comes out. about when she gets to me, we see an old, beat up, dark colored sedan start driving from the end of our street to the intersection, passing our house. It clearly doesnt belong to any of our neighbors, and really doesnt belong on a quiet dead end at 1 AM. Right as it gets to the intersection, it runs into 3 cop cars that were coming over to investigate. One stops, him, and the two others continue to my house, and an officer gets out and I describe what happened. He tells me that there had been a problem with car break-ins in the area, and they thought it was one guy, but they never caught him in the act.
So, I get a call in the morning from the police. The sketchy sedan was the guy, who had broken into 13 cars on my street just that night, and was the guy that had been plaguing the whole area with break-ins for over 6 months. Apparently he stole a few GPS navigators, a box of some guy's business cards (wtf?), a dead blackberry, and a bunch of loose change.
So now my street thinks I'm a hero, the local police like me, and I'm now telling people to call me batman.
Edit: On second thought, Night Owl probably makes more sense, since the only reason I caught him was because I was up late, and I still get a good watchman reference.
So I was getting ready to go to sleep around 1 AM yesterday night. My window was open because it was hot out, and because I live on a quiet dead end street, I could hear a lot. After a bit, I hear what sounds like change being rattled down by my car, which is odd. I grab my keys, and hit the remote lock. Instead of locking the car (I hadnt driven it all weekend, and my mom had opened it up earlier that day to get something out, and had forgotten to lock it back), I hear the distinctive tone that the car makes when I try to remote lock it and a door is open. So this is bad. I hit the button few more times, and it locks, which can only mean that someone was rummaging through my car, heard the tone, and closed the door. I also could hear footsteps in my driveway. So I rush over to my parents room, wake them up, and tell them that someone is breaking into my car. My mom calls the local police, while me and my dad go outside to investigate. When we get to my car, no-one is around, but my change drawer has clearly been emptied. I dont keep anything really valuable in my car at night, so I wasnt particularly worried,
So, after about a minute, my dad goes back inside, and my mom comes out. about when she gets to me, we see an old, beat up, dark colored sedan start driving from the end of our street to the intersection, passing our house. It clearly doesnt belong to any of our neighbors, and really doesnt belong on a quiet dead end at 1 AM. Right as it gets to the intersection, it runs into 3 cop cars that were coming over to investigate. One stops, him, and the two others continue to my house, and an officer gets out and I describe what happened. He tells me that there had been a problem with car break-ins in the area, and they thought it was one guy, but they never caught him in the act.
So, I get a call in the morning from the police. The sketchy sedan was the guy, who had broken into 13 cars on my street just that night, and was the guy that had been plaguing the whole area with break-ins for over 6 months. Apparently he stole a few GPS navigators, a box of some guy's business cards (wtf?), a dead blackberry, and a bunch of loose change.
So now my street thinks I'm a hero, the local police like me, and I'm now telling people to call me batman.
Edit: On second thought, Night Owl probably makes more sense, since the only reason I caught him was because I was up late, and I still get a good watchman reference.
