Man alive.
I spent a sleepless night with the front window open listening for any sound.
Finally "relaxed" enough once daylight hit to fall asleep and had a dream (vivid, real one) where shortly after falling asleep I hear a noise and woke up with a start to look down at the parking spot where my scooter is only to see it was gone.
The wife calls the police and they laugh and hang up on her, so I tell her to keep trying why I run down and start tracking the tire tracks to see if I can find it.
But it was in my old neighborhood back in Alaska where I grew up, which should have tipped me off that it was a dream but exhaustion kept me asleep.
I was able to find tire tracks every 10 or 20 feet (being an Alaskan, I can hunt & track with the best of them) and every few houses down the alley I come across a "neighbor" and ask them if they'd seen someone driving a little white Honda scooter because mine was just stolen.
They'd laugh at me and I tell them to fuck off and go back to tracking so I wouldn't loose the scent.
Then I noticed the tire tracks were going towards a major thoroughfare that was paved (Spenard Road, if any from Anchorage are out there reading this) and I knew if it got to the pavement, I'd lose the trail.
At that point I actually woke up, and desperately looked out the window, and my scooter is there and untouched.
Fucking dreams.
I'll be tracking the alarm shipment tomorrow morning and as soon as it arrives at the UPS store, I'm zooming down to pick it up and will be installing it immediately.
I suspect it's one of the people who live here in the apartment complex I live in, and am going to be sitting near the aforementioned window all day & night, and when people walk by it I'm going to be disarming & arming it so it chirps so EVERYONE knows it has an alarm now.
And I'm going to leave it on one of the more sensitive settings so that it goes off when someone closes a car door near it or walks by it.
People are assholes, and I hate feeling like this.
I prefer to trust people, and when I can't, I get on edge and stay there.
I can hardly wait to move out of here and into our new home in less than 3 weeks so my scooter can be garaged when not in use.
The alarm will add a bit of comfort, though I know when out & about with it, a determined thief can steal most anything.
Fucking savages in this town.
No one has any personal honor anymore.
And people may think the scooter is a "toy" but it's my daily driver, rain or shine, and requires a full motorcycle endorsement on my driver's license.
It ain't no toy.
And it wasn't cheap.
End of rant.
I need to decompress.
Where are my cookies?
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