This is not in the Pit because it’s more perplexing than worth working myself up into bad bad words (not that I’m that good at that in the first place :D).
What on earth? First of all, why? It’s not as if I drive some late model heavily sought after super duper cool vehicle. It’s an old OLD 1994 Chevy truck. Second, thanks to the crooks for at least not breaking it off ( leaving me with a repair bill as well). They ever so considerately unscrewed it to take it with them.
Third of all and again, what the ? Is this a new “thing” for thugsters and badly behaved people? To steal small relatively non-valuable items from the outside of people’s vehicles?
Grrrrrr!
My WAG: Someone else was missing the antenna, and decided they needed it more than you do.
Yeah…doesn’t help you, much…
-D/a
Maybe the same person who took my rear wiper on Thanksgiving (it wasn’t even raining!).
The worst is that I didn’t discover it until at home; called the local PD but they wouldn’t take a report over the phone, I had to do it in person despite it being 90 miles & $15 in tolls each way.
You never know what somebody’s going to decide to “liberate.”
If it’s any consolation, here’s a tidbit: in Russia, every time it rains traffic comes to a halt as drivers jump out to put their windshield wipers on. They can’t leave them on all the time because they’d get stolen.
At least the antenna was removed appropiately. If the person who took it had had more class,though, they would have left some money for the hard-to-find object of their desire. Sans shipping costs, of course.
I had that happen on my no-great-shakes minivan. I parked it at the office in the parking garage. Heading home that afternoon, I turned on my radio as I usually did, and was perplexed that it was amazingly staticky.
I looked and yep, some moron had stolen the antenna during the day.
Apparently, crackheads steal antennas to make crackpipes out of.
Four years ago someone stole the driver’s-side wiper arm off of my Jeep. The day before Christmas Eve. Which I didn’t discover until Christmas Eve morning. Just before I was going to set out on a 500-mile trip. In a heavy snow storm.