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Two for the price of one.
1.) While at my local wal-mart, I head into the store to buy some things for the mum. Heading out (it was late, but that's the only time I could get there) I come out to find that my car door is opened; and someone has apparently broken into the car. Crap crap crap. Not having my celly on me, I proceed to head back into the store. Walking up to customer service, I ask if the associate there could call a manager since I need to get them to call the cops for me. (no money for the pay phones and didn't wanna dial 911). The manager comes up, and thus begins the first round of suck.
M) *after a few minutes. She looked severely pissed about something* "What do you want?"
R) Uh. Well could you please call the police? My car got broken into in the lot.
M) Where were you parked?
R) Huh? oh, by the garden center. Could you please call the cops?
M) No.
R) Wait...what?
M) *Turns to walk off*
R) Look, could you call the police? Someone broke into my car.
M) We're not responsible for anything that doesn't happen directly in front of the store. So I can't help you.
R) Uh, Garden Center...last time I checked, that is IN FRONT of your store...
M) Not my problem. Why don't you use a cell phone or something if it's so important to you?
R) Wait....!
She just walked off after that. One of the CSM's overheard it and was nice and called the police for me on her personal cell phone. A few minutes passed and they arrived and took my statement. They then said they needed to get the store's statement, since where I parked had a camera directed right at it. Maybe they had caught the perp in the act. So, we all headed inside to let them take the statement, as well as to get out of the cool night air. Now I didn't hear what the officer and the manager were talking about, but the manager's look was increasingly sour while the officer got more and more animated. The only thing I remember hearing was something to the effect of "I'll call your boss and he'll tell you what your *bleeping* responsibility is you stupid *bleep*"
As this is going on, an older lady came in with a little boy. Now the kid looked TERRIFIED. Walking up to one of the officers, the lady produces a Nintendo DS...wait, that's MY DS! The one missing from my car! She produces MY DS and hands it to the officer saying that she had just gotten home and found that her grandson had taken the thing and she wanted to return it. The mom was there with the grandmother, looking both nervous and somewhat seething at her mother for returning the thing. The officer took a statement or two, then came to me to give it back. That's when I got the second half of this.
Apparently while they had been shopping, the Mother had decided to let Jr. (a SHiT (SHoplifter in Training) wander around the parking lot playing in traffic. While out there Jr. had looked into my car and recognized the special case I had for my DS. Since he wanted one, but his mom wouldn't buy him one, Jr. saw nothing wrong in unlocking my door (it's doable with a wire, but a pain) and reaching in to take it. What's worse, when the grandmother found out that the DS and game were stolen, the mother actually wanted to let the boy keep it. She however (grandma) had thought better of it and brought them back up to the store. When asked if I wanted to press charges, I looked to the kid who was maybe 8, thought about it and said that No, I didn't want to press charges, however I wanted him to learn a lesson. The officers agreed and said that since it was close to the weekend, (yesterday) that the judge wouldn't be back till monday. So they would take him to jail and keep in a holding cell through the weekend until the judge could release him back into the custody of his grandma or mom. Hopefully the weekend in jail would learn him...
1.) While at my local wal-mart, I head into the store to buy some things for the mum. Heading out (it was late, but that's the only time I could get there) I come out to find that my car door is opened; and someone has apparently broken into the car. Crap crap crap. Not having my celly on me, I proceed to head back into the store. Walking up to customer service, I ask if the associate there could call a manager since I need to get them to call the cops for me. (no money for the pay phones and didn't wanna dial 911). The manager comes up, and thus begins the first round of suck.
M) *after a few minutes. She looked severely pissed about something* "What do you want?"
R) Uh. Well could you please call the police? My car got broken into in the lot.
M) Where were you parked?
R) Huh? oh, by the garden center. Could you please call the cops?
M) No.
R) Wait...what?
M) *Turns to walk off*
R) Look, could you call the police? Someone broke into my car.
M) We're not responsible for anything that doesn't happen directly in front of the store. So I can't help you.
R) Uh, Garden Center...last time I checked, that is IN FRONT of your store...
M) Not my problem. Why don't you use a cell phone or something if it's so important to you?
R) Wait....!
She just walked off after that. One of the CSM's overheard it and was nice and called the police for me on her personal cell phone. A few minutes passed and they arrived and took my statement. They then said they needed to get the store's statement, since where I parked had a camera directed right at it. Maybe they had caught the perp in the act. So, we all headed inside to let them take the statement, as well as to get out of the cool night air. Now I didn't hear what the officer and the manager were talking about, but the manager's look was increasingly sour while the officer got more and more animated. The only thing I remember hearing was something to the effect of "I'll call your boss and he'll tell you what your *bleeping* responsibility is you stupid *bleep*"
As this is going on, an older lady came in with a little boy. Now the kid looked TERRIFIED. Walking up to one of the officers, the lady produces a Nintendo DS...wait, that's MY DS! The one missing from my car! She produces MY DS and hands it to the officer saying that she had just gotten home and found that her grandson had taken the thing and she wanted to return it. The mom was there with the grandmother, looking both nervous and somewhat seething at her mother for returning the thing. The officer took a statement or two, then came to me to give it back. That's when I got the second half of this.
Apparently while they had been shopping, the Mother had decided to let Jr. (a SHiT (SHoplifter in Training) wander around the parking lot playing in traffic. While out there Jr. had looked into my car and recognized the special case I had for my DS. Since he wanted one, but his mom wouldn't buy him one, Jr. saw nothing wrong in unlocking my door (it's doable with a wire, but a pain) and reaching in to take it. What's worse, when the grandmother found out that the DS and game were stolen, the mother actually wanted to let the boy keep it. She however (grandma) had thought better of it and brought them back up to the store. When asked if I wanted to press charges, I looked to the kid who was maybe 8, thought about it and said that No, I didn't want to press charges, however I wanted him to learn a lesson. The officers agreed and said that since it was close to the weekend, (yesterday) that the judge wouldn't be back till monday. So they would take him to jail and keep in a holding cell through the weekend until the judge could release him back into the custody of his grandma or mom. Hopefully the weekend in jail would learn him...
Why that little shit! I hope a weekend in jail serves him right! 
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