I finally started going to the gym this year. Nothing serious; just trying to do an hour’s worth of exercise a few days a week. I’m only down to 170 pounds from 180, but hey—small steps. I’m also frugal and drive a 20-year-old truck with a CD player, because I figure at this point in history, who’s going to steal a CD player or CDs? My question was answered at 9:45pm when I came out of the 24-hour Fitness in Willow Glen. I parked a little further from the door because it’s all about getting a little exercise. You, a somewhat doughy white guy in your mid- to late-20s, had pulled your mid-1990s silver Toyota Camry or Corolla next to my truck, opened my passenger door and rifled through the stuff in my front seat. When I asked you what you were doing in my truck, you clutched my folder of various indie rock CDs, many of them the same age as my truck (and your Toyota), said “watch out” and sped out of the parking lot and into the night. Thanks for closing the door before you left, at least. I hope you get big bucks from your daring heist. I’m pretty sure that the iPod under my floor mat had more resale value, though.
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