MY FUCKING CAR GOT STOLEN PART 3

So the car was stolen Sunday night. I have to work on Monday. I called the local stolen car hotline at noon on Monday to see if there were any clues. I’m not even in the system at this point. I get off work around 3:30 and proceed to spend the rest of daylight searching for my car. I basically put a major circle around the area of where the car was taken and searched it. Every apartment complex. Every side road. Nothing. No car. No clue.

I head home after about four hours of looking. My girlfriend is wanting to have a nice relaxing evening and spend some time. I just want to pout. I usually do a good job of trying to find the humor in something. I try to tell the story in a funny way. But the reality is hard to escape. My car got stolen man. Like shit. I’m starting to get depressed. I take myself to the bedroom and try any last minute online searching before I say fuck it and go to bed.

I’ve been told by the officer that Cricket phones can’t be tracked. I went to the Cricket store and was told the same. I googled how to track a stolen phone and didn’t get anything noteworthy of a result. I happen to check my Google account and it says I have a suspicious login. I’m intrigued. Turns out this log in is nothing related to this incident but it leads me to another glimmer of hope.

–I don’t know how these pictures will turn out until I post the article so I’ll give some notes with them–

This will only work if you have a google account logged in to your phone and another device. Also, device location must be on. Luckily, I use maps for bringing dinner so I met the requirements to make this work. Go to Google. Top right corner click Google Account.

The next page you’ll see is some security options. On the bottom left it says FIND MY PHONE. Why didn’t I have this information sooner? I need better googling skills I guess. I click find my phone. It gives me the option to locate my phone. The stupid idiots that stole my car did NOT toss the phone. They kept it with them the whole time! Now by this point my phone is dead. However, Google can give me a pretty close pinpoint of where the phone was on last.

You can access maps timeline. It will show you everywhere you’ve been, even if you weren’t using maps all the time. This picture shows my trips from Home to work area. All the blob in the middle is my work route. But the line going north and to the left is the route the criminals went after stealing my car. I am not going to post the zoomed in version because I don’t need my readers kicking down doors of innocent people. But I’ll tell you Maps gave me basically a block to narrow down where my phone (and assuming my car) went.

Now remember, the car was taken Sunday at 10:30. My phone died Monday at 2 ish. I didn’t discover this until Monday night at 10 ish. So I’m behind on time but at least I have a clue. Me and GF contact an officer so someone can scope the area. But we also do something that honestly is kind of dumb. We go scope the area. We had a family member watch our baby. Me and GF go on adventure to find my car.

As we arrive to the area I start to get nervous. For any of you that know me personally, I like to think I’m a gangster. I have rap songs floating around on Myspace. I’m a G. Well… not so much now. I’m 30 with a 2 year old. There are risks I’d take at 22 that I won’t even consider at 30. This pinpoint area we went to is the hood. Some of the hood is re-built nice looking habitat style homes. But some of this area is still the hood. Me and GF are riding around this entire block like we are Live PD. It’s kind of exciting. Surely we are going to find the car.

Well we don’t find the car. We actually went down most of the streets. There were a couple streets where we looked at each other and said “Nah” but we did pretty good. Especially GF. She got out of the house and drove to the hood to help me find my vehicle without any hesitation. Maybe my GF is a gangster? No. But still good job.

GF wants to go to the police station to contact an officer. Remember we called at like 10:45 Monday night on our way to the hood to get someone to scope the area. Nobody scoped of course. Or so I thought…

I tell GF it’s late I’m not going to the police station. If we happen to run into a cop we’ll notify him of why we’re riding around the hood but that’s it. Not even a minute later we see a cop riding through the hood. We pull up on him and tell him we’re looking for a vehicle. He says “the white Jeep?” I’m like yes! Wow! You’re helping us! I can’t believe it.

I had all the maps tracking info with me. We showed the info to the officer and let him know where we’ve been. We told him there were a couple areas we didn’t go. He is understanding and makes us aware that this isn’t the best area of town, especially at night. The officer followed us to the areas we didn’t go. He got out of his car and went down these areas on foot with a flashlight. Right as he does this it starts pouring down rain. Me and GF feel bad for him. He comes back to us and we apologize for him getting wet. He tells us it’s part of the job. He looks us in the eye and tells us he wants to find this car. He proceeded to follow us on one more trip around the block with his spotlight on. By this point it’s getting late and we tell him we’re calling it a night. He stayed and did another lap for us.

I could not have been more impressed with this officer. I’m not a cop hater. I’ve had good and bad experiences with police before. Most of the bad ones were my fault back in the day. I’ve had officers let me slide on a ticket when they could’ve been a dick and gave me a ticket just because. I was just so let down with my experience from the previous night that I wasn’t expecting much on Monday night. This officer went above and beyond. I want to shout him out by name but I’m not sure I’m allowed to yet. When I know for sure if I can, I will update this post to shout him out.

I understand what the police have to deal with on a regular basis. And the most important thing going on is whatever is going on with me. Obviously, that’s my viewpoint. Fuck that robbery find my car. Fuck that house on fire find my car. My issue is all that matters in my head. I get that isn’t the case of course and try to be understanding of the situation I’m in most of the time. I just didn’t like the vibe or effort of my Sunday night experience. But my Monday night experience was amazing and I want to thank that officer for giving a shit. Yes, you can say it’s his job or whatever. But he took his job seriously and made me feel that my issue mattered. Thank you sir.

As of this writing (Friday Morning) my car is in the stolen database. We know the area of town it was taken to after the theft. But that’s all we really have at this point. The area of town is known as Tomorrow’s Hope. You can map it on Google. Who knows if that’s where the car is now. But that’s where it went after the theft. Usually, stolen cars get found by a routine traffic stop or sometimes the car just gets dumped. If anyone sees anything or has any info please let us know. That’s the end of the story for now. When the car gets found we will have a new post. Until then keep your head on a swivel and don’t leave your car running. This could have been prevented. Even if it’s for a second, turn the car off and have keys with you, What if my kid was in the car? Thankfully it’s just a car and I’m still here. Thanks to all of you for reading,