OK, so I didn’t see you—but I wish I had. Driving home after working late Friday night I drove around the neighborhood looking for a parking spot. Thank god my car was small enough. I pulled off a superb parking job between a sedan and an SUV. I paid attention to the room each car had in order to pull out. I did wonder if maybe I should take photos of each license plate just in case. I didn’t, but I should’ve! The next morning the SUV was gone and I found my driver’s side windshield wiper arm bent so it wouldn’t work. And it rained that day. What a pisser—but the main thing that upset me was that I didn’t know who did it. The mystery stuck to me for half a day. Then I brightened up because I realized the kind of person that does such a thing—breaks the law, vandalizes but does it covertly—this is called a coward, a wuss. My educated guess is he also does drugs, flies off the handle easily, has few friends, and has criminal qualities. I guess I win no matter what you do. I hope you’re a reader though, and read this. I personally fixed my wiper arm with pliers and elbow grease. The damn thing works better than ever now!
I Saw You is an anonymous “man on the street” column. Email your rants and raves about co-workers or any badly behaving citizens to [email protected], or send to 380 S. First St, San Jose, 95113. Submissions should stick to about 100 words.
