Jen and I went to the Keith Urban concert two weeks ago and to put it simply, it was amazing! He is such a good performer and though I know not everyone has an appreciation for country music (though they should *cough cough* Jamie) he puts on a great show!
We were singing along all night--dancing, laughing, saying "Awwwwww, I love this song!" every time a really good song came one (which happened a lot).
But then...we drive back to Jen's work where she left her car because I picked her up and this is what we found...
Needless to say, the singing in the car stopped as we looked at the car in shock. Who would do such a thing? We would never do something like that to someone's car, so why would they do it to one of us? Lots of questions and no answers. Though the back windshield was busted, nothing was stolen out of the car. The CD face plate still in tact and everything. Nothing looked to have been touched--just a random act of violence.
We finally got back to Jen's house after figuring out what to do, who to call, etc, AND after a food run to a 24 hour taco shop for a carne asada taco and quesadilla, we were still a bit disgruntled about the whole thing and looked like this...
Everything worked out (as it always does) and Jen was able to get her window fixed for a good price. But still...in the words of my mom, "Shame, Shame, SHAME on whoever did that!"
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