Waking Up to a Nightmare of a Day So Far

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Ever wanted to rip someone's head off and use it as a football for the next couple of hours? Well, that's how I'm feeling right now. Last night, some prick scraped the front side wing of my car. Most of the panelling has been pushed inside and there is loads of residual white paintwork left behind. I can only assume it was another crime perpetrated by a "white van" driver. They're infamous in the streets of London for causing this kind of work.

Sure, I'm venting, but the worst thing is there's nobody I can point the finger at. The asshole that did it is oblivious to the fact that he's caused problems in other people's lives. I hope some of you can relate to how that feels. It's been a few hours but I can't seem to shake the anger yet. I suppose in time it'll subside. And in any case, I've heard much worse.
A good friend of mine had his motor stolen! And straight from under his nose, off the driveway! He was sleeping at the time but still, that's a horrible situation for anyone to deal with first thing in the morning.

In fact, London is becoming a little too "crime happy" as of late. First thing is the swathe of scooter theft. Teenagers running riot on small mopeds, catching unaware innocent pedestrians off-guard, only to rob them at knife (or gunpoint) before taking off again. And every story I hear of, the criminals are never caught. And even if they were, let's say. The police bring them in, giving the old slap on the wrist, before letting them loose on the streets again. When in the hell does the "punishment" aspect come into play? When there's been a serious injury committed? Or, heaven forbid, even worse?

Sorry, I went off on one a bit there, but I'm sure you do see the problem. Not that the cops would have caught the guy who ploughed into the side of my car, but just knowing that nothing comes of justice in the way of criminal proceedings in this country. Anyways, the voice of reason came to my aid as always. My wife said save the "real" worry for if anything was to happen to us. Touch wood, it doesn't, of course. But she is right. Material possessions can always be mended, but a persons health is another matter entirely.

I didn't know the power of "venting" could be so damn therapeutic. Yes, that's right. In the big scheme of things, things could be a lot worse... Oh yeah, I forget to add. We also discovered the mains were turned off due to some repair works and the street has no running water. And that, my Steemian friends, is a rant for another day... :)

Hope you enjoyed this post, please look out for more on the way... (author: @ezzy)

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