LAZY, STUPID & SELFISH!!!

My husband likes to play paintball. (BTW--the title of this post has nothing to do with him...or paintball...no, really...read on, you'll see) Anyway, he and his guy friends go out in the desert early Saturday mornings and shoot each other with little hard balls full of paint. They play games with manly-sounding names like "Secret Service" and "Last Man Standing" or something like that. After the game is over they compare welts and laugh at each other and a good time is had by all. Then he comes home happy, shows me his wounds, tells me his "war" stories and gets right to work on my Honey-Do list. It's a great thing. I whole-heartedly support the entire ritual. He gets to do this thing that he likes to do--for whatever reason that I will never understand, nor do I care to--and I get a happy husband who is grateful that I don't complain about his silly hobby and is eager to please me so that I never do. It works for us.

Most weeks around Thursday night the "boys" start calling each other and making arrangements for the weekends exciting romp in the desert. Since Jim's office is up in Tucson, close by the paintball store, he usually collects the guys CO2 tanks and fills them up on Fridays.

So, back to my title... As usual Jim stopped by the paintball store at lunch time on Friday to fill up the tanks...parked in the parking lot right next to the little stripmall and was in the store for about 10 minutes. Maybe 15 at the most. When he came out with his full CO2 tanks, ready to finish up the rest of the workday and looking forward to a nice weekend...
his truck was GONE.

Truck was locked, keys were in his pocket and all that was left was an opened BudLight (at 12 o'clock in the afternoon) and a small level that had fallen out of the truck in the thief's haste to make off with what was NOT HIS TO TAKE!!!

Cops figure Jim's truck is probably on it's way across the border, but they took the beer bottle to run fingerprints and DNA anyway. They said not to hope to ever see it again.

It wasn't a fancy truck. Just a plain old F150. But it was our truck. Jim had looked and looked for the right deal on the right truck. He babied it. Changed the oil himself every three thousand miles. Which, by the way, means he doesn't have service receipts--so the insurance company now thinks he didn't regularly maintain it--I mean, it's not like he could be TELLING THE TRUTH!!! They couldn't possibly take his WORD for it. We had 1 more year to have it paid off.

And they won't cover any of the tools that were in the truck either. Not to mention the tool bags that he's had for over 10 years. The ones he used to build our home in Portland. A man gets very attached to his bags. It's like a cowboys favorite saddle. You break em in and they become a part of you. Working right along side you...ready and holding any tool you might need at any moment. I've been around alot of construction workers. Their bags are important. To them...not to some opportunistic, lowlife scuzbag thief. All he cares about is himself--and not even that, really.

So my title is about the thief who took from my husband what he had rightfully earned. Thieves are lazy, stupid and selfish. Too lazy to use the two hands and two legs that God gave them to go out and get a job, not prowl around parking lots, drinking beer in the middle of the day. Too stupid to use the intellect they have, not to learn how to steal a car in less than 10 minutes, but to work hard at that job and excel. And too selfish to realize that the truck he's driving isn't his, he didn't earn it, he has no right to have it, and that it's losers like him that require the rest of us to have locks on our homes, cars, schools, offices, mailboxes, bikes, social security numbers, bank accounts, computers and everything else. To pay every month for insurance to protect our investments from his selfishness. And worry every time our children leave our sight.

It's just a truck. It's replaceable. It's the violation that is most disheartening.

Oh, well what are you gonna do? I have some insurance forms to fill out...