Yesterday, around 6:30 pm, I parked my car outside Astoria Plaza. Being paranoid with spare tire robbers, I double checked my spare tire under my SUV. It was there. Chained.
After five hours of waiting, shooting, waiting and breath-holding (because somebody's breath stinks - no, not Tuesday's) I found myself walking back to the car. I tried to check the spare tire from afar. I had a gut feeling that my spare tire had been stolen. Again.
My guts were right.
In less than 3 weeks, my SUV's spare tire has been stolen twice. The first time, I didn't notice it was gone until our family driver told me.
This time, I ended up making a blotter report at a nearby police station.
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Living in a third world country with a corrupt government makes people do stupid stuff. And I know for sure that whoever stole it needs money more than I do - or at least that's how I'd like to think about the situation.
So my paycheck for this shoot will go to my spare tire.
Whoever stole my spare tire - fuck you.
Posted by suplada at August 7, 2008 5:45 PM