At 12:45am this morning, just as I had nearly fallen asleep, I heard a knock on my apartment door…not something you except at that time of night.
It was my neighbour, informing me that our cars had been egged!
That’s right! A bunch of degenerate, meat-brained, gland-deficient hooligans, driving like maniacs through our parking lot, and through the parking lot of the building next door, began throwing eggs in random directions, and then screamed away as fast as they could.
The mess they left behind wasn’t too serious — they were rotten (or drunk) shots — but the smell of egg on a hot summer night, which easily seeped into the inside of my car, was abominable!
After a few futile minutes of us trying to clean off what we could with windex and paper towel, I said “screw it!”, grabbed my wallet, and drove all the way across town, in my pyjamas, to a 24-hour car wash.
I had to put the a/c on full blast to try and combat the interior smell, even after the car wash. I may have to pull out the febreeze today.
My neighbour asked me if someone had a grudge against me. I told him that it’s possible students I teach did this…but I also told him that if a bunch of idiot kids from Cambridge spent the night tracking down where I lived, & drove all the way here in the wee hours, just to EGG MY CAR…?
Well…they must have no lives whatsoever!
So, that was my first experience with egg-and-run vandalism, something so stupid & ridiculous, I thought it had stopped in the 1950s! I suppose everything old is eventually new again…and mental trash that claims to be human will always be a problem!
