Only in Atlanta I looked out our front window while I had a zillion kid and moms over playing and noticed what looked like a backpack on the ground. It was a little after the time the kids walk to school, so I thought maybe some kids were messing around and tossed a buddy’s backpack on the ground or maybe it had flown off the roof of the car instead of making it to the backseat with the third grader.
I went outside to check it out and found it was a messenger style bag with only a few things in it nestled in a pile of broken windshield glass. Clearly someone’s car had been broken into and this bag stolen, emptied, then dumped on the ground. I looked for some identification and found some from a company in California, called the number, left a weird message about the bag, and got a call back in minutes from just a few miles away. Turns out someone was visiting my neighbor down the street all the way from California, had indeed made the mistake of leaving her bag in the car, which had been stolen and dumped. Her friend came and picked up the bag. A few weeks later we got a nice thank you card from her.
That pretty much sums up our neighborhood. Someone will smash your window and steal your stuff, but someone else will pick up the promptly pick up the bag and return what is left to you. Only in Atlanta. : )
2. Alice
2/16/2009
I looked out our front window while I had a zillion kid and moms over playing and noticed what looked like a backpack on the ground. It was a little after the time the kids walk to school, so I thought maybe some kids were messing around and tossed a buddy’s backpack on the ground or maybe it had flown off the roof of the car instead of making it to the backseat with the third grader.
I went outside to check it out and found it was a messenger style bag with only a few things in it nestled in a pile of broken windshield glass. Clearly someone’s car had been broken into and this bag stolen, emptied, then dumped on the ground. I looked for some identification and found some from a company in California, called the number, left a weird message about the bag, and got a call back in minutes from just a few miles away. Turns out someone was visiting my neighbor down the street all the way from California, had indeed made the mistake of leaving her bag in the car, which had been stolen and dumped. Her friend came and picked up the bag. A few weeks later we got a nice thank you card from her.
That pretty much sums up our neighborhood. Someone will smash your window and steal your stuff, but someone else will pick up the promptly pick up the bag and return what is left to you. Only in Atlanta. : )
2/16/2009
Only in Atlanta I looked out our front window while I had a zillion kid and moms over playing and noticed what looked like a backpack on the ground. It was a little after the time the kids walk to school, so I thought maybe some kids were messing around and tossed a buddy’s backpack on the ground or maybe it had flown off the roof of the car instead of making it to the backseat with the third grader.
I went outside to check it out and found it was a messenger style bag with only a few things in it nestled in a pile of broken windshield glass. Clearly someone’s car had been broken into and this bag stolen, emptied, then dumped on the ground. I looked for some identification and found some from a company in California, called the number, left a weird message about the bag, and got a call back in minutes from just a few miles away. Turns out someone was visiting my neighbor down the street all the way from California, had indeed made the mistake of leaving her bag in the car, which had been stolen and dumped. Her friend came and picked up the bag. A few weeks later we got a nice thank you card from her.
That pretty much sums up our neighborhood. Someone will smash your window and steal your stuff, but someone else will pick up the promptly pick up the bag and return what is left to you. Only in Atlanta. : )
2/16/2009
I looked out our front window while I had a zillion kid and moms over playing and noticed what looked like a backpack on the ground. It was a little after the time the kids walk to school, so I thought maybe some kids were messing around and tossed a buddy’s backpack on the ground or maybe it had flown off the roof of the car instead of making it to the backseat with the third grader.
I went outside to check it out and found it was a messenger style bag with only a few things in it nestled in a pile of broken windshield glass. Clearly someone’s car had been broken into and this bag stolen, emptied, then dumped on the ground. I looked for some identification and found some from a company in California, called the number, left a weird message about the bag, and got a call back in minutes from just a few miles away. Turns out someone was visiting my neighbor down the street all the way from California, had indeed made the mistake of leaving her bag in the car, which had been stolen and dumped. Her friend came and picked up the bag. A few weeks later we got a nice thank you card from her.
That pretty much sums up our neighborhood. Someone will smash your window and steal your stuff, but someone else will pick up the promptly pick up the bag and return what is left to you. Only in Atlanta. : )