5 minutes ago I realized I didn't have my wallet. Ran down to the parking lot (parked indoors because its -8* here today), and the dome light was on... I knew someone had been in it. Wallet on the seat, open. I had $260 in it this morning. FOK!
My own stupid fault... but man am I pi$$ed.
Who are the bottom feeders who break into Suzuki Samurais?!?
About a month ago someone grabbed all my change, my maps and my prescription sunglasses and then hammered a screwdriver into the ignition.
I oughta get a video camera and bait them.