Dennis and I woke up to the distant sound of a car alarm. It sounded like my car. Dennis got up and put on his glasses and looked out the window. It was our car. As Jack Webb would say, “Time. 3:03 a.m.” We put on clothes, took a cell phone, room card, and keys and went out to look. The driver side windows were smashed out completely and the trunk was open. Dennis’ travel guitar was gone. I called 911 and was directed to the online website to file a police report.
We went back into the hotel and reported the incident to the (very) young man at the front desk. He really didn’t know what to do. Dennis stayed there to try to get more help and I went back to the room to file the police report. When Dennis came back, we got a call from hotel management giving us the number of a glass replacement place – closed at this hour, of course. I had almost finished the report and needed more info – vehicle i.d., license plate number. So we went back out to the car to get that info. I took a closer look and realized that a bag I was carrying was also gone. It had a notebook in which I was taking notes and had, unfortunately, several prepaid gift cards. So, the thief just grabbed the things that would net a quick profit and ran.
Dennis called the insurance company and I finished the police report. After I sent the report, I called the police to see if we needed to do anything else and to see if a police officer would be coming out to examine the car. I learned that Tulsa no longer responds to theft and vandalism reports. I will receive a police report number for my insurance and no further action is needed. Welcome to life in the big city. And what is wrong with us out of town yokels that we would leave anything of value in a car? It is 4:10 a.m. and I am going back to bed or going to work out.
OH NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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