Stolen Car?

Today is a day where I could have definitely posted on FMyLife.com

I guess I could say the debacle started last night?? It was a great night, with great friends but little did I think that a few beers (okay, I lied many beers) would result in me having one of the most shitshow days I have had in a VERY long time. My friend Tor was still in town after the Sigma Chi 20th Anniversary, and it was one of his last nights here. Duh, what else are we going to do but CELEBRATE. Tor is famous for his "I don't care attitude", and when Tor doesn't care... I don't care. It's time to get bombed. Oh, and let me just say "bombed" was a total understatement.

Being the responsible alcoholic that I am, I of course did NOT drive my car home. I decided to leave it in the BDubs parking lot. Knowing that no one ever gets towed from the BDubs parking lot, I figured my car would be safe there. Ha! Boy was I wrong. Anyways, so I get a ride back to my car in the morning after grabbing lunch with a friend and to my luck.....

IT'S NOT THERE!! WTF! You have got to be kidding me, I may have blacked out, but I definitely know that I left my car in the parking lot... or did i? I couldn't have had someone else drive it because I had my keys in my purse. I was so confused...and hungover, this really could not be happening to me right now. I went into BDubs to see if my car possibly would have been towed, and the bartender told me "No, there is one girl that works here that hasn't moved her car in 6 months. I highly doubt it."

I decided to backtrack my bar hopping from the night before, but after driving around downtown Fairfax for 45 minutes my car was still no where to be found. I just wanted my little toaster back! (I own a 2004 Black Scion XB... and its not because I'm Asian.) I finally came to the realization that if my car was not towed, it must have been stolen. At this point, all I can do is laugh. The damn thing doesn't even have hubcaps. This has got to be some kind of joke.

First, I called my mom. Surprisingly, she didn't freak out and was just as calm as I was. She told me to call the cops and report the car stolen, so I did. After talking to 2 different police stations the end result was the same-- "We have no record of your car being towed". Great! Now, I have to go to the police station and file a stolen car report.

While my roommate Kate and I were on our way to the station, we realized we couldn't make a left onto the street we needed to be on. I told her to just pull into the parking lot coming up and drive through it instead of having to turn around. As we pull into the complex, I see a little black scion in front of Noodles & Co. I said to Kate, "Aw. Look it's a Scion, wouldn't it be funny if it was mine". She said she would drive by just to look.. and to my amazement IT WAS MY CAR!

You have got to be f'in shitting me. What the hell was my car doing in the parking lot of Noodles & Co? How did it get here? Who drove it here? Was it me? I was in awe of what was going on at the moment. Besides making a scene in the parking lot yelling, "What the fuck are you doing here" to my car,I could not fathom the fact that my car was parked at a location that I was NO WHERE near the night before. I could not piece the story together what so ever. I got in my car and the seat was pushed back all the way. I am only 5'4' and with the seat pushed back all the way my legs don't even touch the pedals. Someone had to have driven my car, but everyone I was with last night left before my friends and I left the bar.

At first, I was scared to start the car and drive it thinking someone was plotting to kill me and as soon as I hit 15 MPH my car was going to blow up. It didn't, I guess I'm not that important, but least I got my car back... I guess? It still boggles my mind, and I have been sitting in my room all day trying to figure out who took my car and why they would leave it in the Noodles & Co parking lot. I knew no one would want my box, but it is all a mystery.

Ugh, what a day it has been! Blacking out hasn't really been my thing lately, but when I do, I blackout with full force... no shame and no looking back. To my friends that know me well, this is no shock, but to those who don't... I wasn't lying when I said... It's not easy being Val.