The oddest thing happened yesterday morning.
D’s been borrowing my car to go to work, since it has to be moved anyway and I don’t want to deal with that shit. Yesterday I had to go to the Wired office, which is kind of a pain to get to on Muni, so he gave me a ride. D went to the car while I was getting coffee, and apparently the driver’s seat was fully reclined and the ashtray was in the passenger seat. Everything else seemed to be in order. I didn’t see if it was locked or not, and he didn’t remember. Our best guess is that D forgot to lock it when he got home on Friday, and someone took advantage of this and camped in my car. If this is the case, I appreciate that they didn’t do any damage or leave any trash behind. But no thank you note?
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