so...get back yesterday after a ride up the coast with busahaya + eynlai (wassup guys? good riding with y'all). Park the bike in the garage, close + lock the chain-link fence but leave the steel roll door open 'cause I'm heading out to get some stuff to BBQ. Head upstairs to take off my riding suit, + about 5 minutes later I hear my wife yelling out the window, down toward the alley (and the entrance to my garage). She yells for me + says that someone has climbed the fence and is walking into the garage. I come down, look out the window, and there's a 16-yr old kid standing at the entrance to the garage. We have a short conversation:
Me: F*** off.
Him: What's the problem?
Me: You really need to get on the other side of that f***ing fence RIGHT NOW.
Him: Why are you cursing?
Me: Because I like to. What part of get on the other side of that f***ing fence DONT YOU UNDERSTAND?
Him: What's up? What's the problem?
Me: F*** this, and f*** you. I'm calling the cops, and I'm coming down there.
Grab my cell phone, and fly downstairs. Call the cops. Busy signal.
Get into the garage, and he's wisely gotten off the property and into the alley.
Him: What's the problem? Why are you yelling?
Me: You wanna stand right there? It'll be easier for the cops to get you, a**hole.
Him: F*** you.
Me: Go f*** yourself, b**ch.
He starts to saunter down the alley with his friend. I head to the front of the house, try the cops again with no luck. I walk down the block (which runs parallel with the alley), so I can see where this guy is headed. Out of pure luck, a police SUV is sitting at the corner. I give them a description of the guy, where he was headed, and they had him in less than 2 minutes.
He never managed to get anything, so it's a misdemeanor (trespassing), and since he's 16, he basically get dragged to the station and his parents get to pick him up. The cop figures that his parents wouldn't care, and would be more annoyed about having to come down to the station than anything else. Still, I'm really glad that I put at least a small kink in his day.
I don't think he could have gotten the Busa, since he would have had to a/ unlock the steering column, and b/ get it though a locked fence all while not alerting my wife and I who were just upstairs. Probably wanted something smaller that he could have snuck in and gotten out with quietly.
A few neighbors actually saw the guy climb the fence, but my wife called down to him before they could yell at the guy. They watched him walk down the alley afterward and apparently they looked in every parked car in the alley, looking for something to steal.
Needless to say, the heavy steel-roll door is now always closed and locked (this place is a bit of a fortress when it's closed down, thankfully).
Even tho he's hardly going to get punished, I'm glad I pressed charges anyway, even if it means going to court. Fugg him.
Me: F*** off.
Him: What's the problem?
Me: You really need to get on the other side of that f***ing fence RIGHT NOW.
Him: Why are you cursing?
Me: Because I like to. What part of get on the other side of that f***ing fence DONT YOU UNDERSTAND?
Him: What's up? What's the problem?
Me: F*** this, and f*** you. I'm calling the cops, and I'm coming down there.
Grab my cell phone, and fly downstairs. Call the cops. Busy signal.
Get into the garage, and he's wisely gotten off the property and into the alley.
Him: What's the problem? Why are you yelling?
Me: You wanna stand right there? It'll be easier for the cops to get you, a**hole.
Him: F*** you.
Me: Go f*** yourself, b**ch.
He starts to saunter down the alley with his friend. I head to the front of the house, try the cops again with no luck. I walk down the block (which runs parallel with the alley), so I can see where this guy is headed. Out of pure luck, a police SUV is sitting at the corner. I give them a description of the guy, where he was headed, and they had him in less than 2 minutes.
He never managed to get anything, so it's a misdemeanor (trespassing), and since he's 16, he basically get dragged to the station and his parents get to pick him up. The cop figures that his parents wouldn't care, and would be more annoyed about having to come down to the station than anything else. Still, I'm really glad that I put at least a small kink in his day.
I don't think he could have gotten the Busa, since he would have had to a/ unlock the steering column, and b/ get it though a locked fence all while not alerting my wife and I who were just upstairs. Probably wanted something smaller that he could have snuck in and gotten out with quietly.
A few neighbors actually saw the guy climb the fence, but my wife called down to him before they could yell at the guy. They watched him walk down the alley afterward and apparently they looked in every parked car in the alley, looking for something to steal.
Needless to say, the heavy steel-roll door is now always closed and locked (this place is a bit of a fortress when it's closed down, thankfully).
Even tho he's hardly going to get punished, I'm glad I pressed charges anyway, even if it means going to court. Fugg him.
