Anyhoo. On to the exciting part.
I was sitting on the couch with Poobears, watching Iron Chef and thinking about going to bed and reading, when I saw Chester's ears perk up at a noise outside. I didn't really think anything of it...it just sounded like a door slamming. And then it happened again. Being overly paranoid about things happening outside (like, cars getting vandalized and strange men with machetes poking around yards), I decide to snoop by not-so-delicately pushing the mini-blinds on my front door to the side and staring.
At first it looked like someone was dropping off one of the neighbors and the person being dropped off was hanging through the passenger side window of the SUV chatting. Seemed like an awfully long chat...for a freezing cold November night...with the engine turned off...
Oh. Lookie there. He has a flashlight.
That's when I decided to turn on the front porch light. That scared him out of the Mountaineer, but then he peered into another car parked slightly farther down with his flashlight, so I hit my car's automatic lock button to make the lights flash and the car beep. He took off toward MARTA rather quickly.
By the time I was able to unlock my front door and walk down to the sidewalk to "check the mail", he was already long gone (or hiding). It has to be the same guy that broke into my car and Lisa's car back in late September/early October, because this time he broke into the neighbor's van, skipped my car, and then broke into the neighbor's son's Mountaineer parked right behind me*.
The difference this time?
I caught the guy in the act and actually got a pretty good look at him, for it being pitch black at 10:00 p.m. and all. Hopefully he jumped on MARTA, because as the cop explained, there are security cameras all over the station, and chances are he hopped on the bus or train. This means there might be some security camera footage that I get called in to look at, which might help to identify and catch the guy.
Yipeee! I love the Decatur police station. Having already been there once (and having only the Mannford police station to compare it to) I have to say, it is rather nice. And deceptively large. I'm kind of looking forward to this jackass not breaking into our cars anymore. Or at least...not for a little while.
*What did he take? Oh, glad you asked. The neighbor deduced that I probably scared him off before he could get to the good stuff in the back of the car, because he left a whole lot of loose change, CDs, the Wii, the laptop, and various electronics in the backseat and instead went for the 12-year-old girl's curlers and braid spray out of her designated hair bag. So, while the 2 police officers were taking reports and prints and whatnot, we were all cracking jokes about the vandal.
"Can you describe the guy, ma'am"?"Yeah...he looked skinny and hungry, but man, did his braids look awesome and shiny."
*Originally posted at the other one.
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